Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Rescue Mission ( Chapter 6 )

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

Another update! As long as the others as well. Note: I've changed a little bit of the Yukina arc in that neither Botan nor Koenma are aware of the truth in regards to Hiei being her brother. Other that than things go pretty much as the manga or anime portrayed things. Onto the story!

Chapter 6-Rescue Mission

February 11, 1993

“I can't believe how short Shuichi's hair was as a kid!” Botan exclaimed, sitting in the living room of Kurama's house. Shiori sat next to the ferry girl, holding a purple photo album as she turned the pages, pointing out the image of her son in blue shorts and a white short sleeve button down shirt, a backpack strapped around his shoulders, his emerald eyes bright in the sun. “His first day of school. He wasn't nervous at all. It was quite amazing really,” She pointed out several more photos, as she turned the pages, usually of him planting in his garden or climbing trees. She stopped near the end of the album at the image of a now long haired Shuichi dressed in a black t shirt and jeans, sitting in his desk chair, strumming on his acoustic guitar, headphones on, eyes closed, obviously lost in the music and Botan's features softened. “When was this taken?”

Shiori noticed the interest flicker in the girl's eyes and she looked down at the picture, voice soft and a bit sad. “I took this just after his 15th birthday. He'd had the guitar for a few years but it was the first time I really heard the emotion in his playing and I was curious so I went upstairs, opening to door to find him listening to something through his headphones and a cassette player. His eyes were closed and he was concentrating so hard, his fingers precise along the fret board, but the music he was playing was melancholy, as if the guitar itself was crying and I went back to get my camera then snapped this photo because I could see true emotion in his features.”

Sadness? Botan thought, studying the picture with even more interest. Yes, she could see the expression on his beautiful face. The pain and grief was open and palpable even in a simple photo and her heart broke a little for her friend. Is this why he chose the guitar? As an outlet to express what he feels because he cannot voice it? She wondered, though she already knew the answer. Of course it is. He told you that not too long ago, remember? The deity frowned at her inner voice. What was it that had hurt Kurama so badly? Why did he continue to hide his emotions from the world? What happened to you that made you put up so many defenses that you can't express emotions like others do?

“Anyway,” Shiori said, drawing the girl's attention once more. “That picture is one of my favorites because I could see a bit of my son's heart and soul and I knew he wasn't as reserved as he presents to the world.”

“I can see why you do, Mrs. Minamino. I can still call you that, right?” Botan asked, her eyes on the engagement ring on the human female's left ring finger.

“Of course, Botan. I won't be Mrs. Hatanaka until July, so it's okay to call me by my first husband's last name. After all, Shuichi will always be a Minamino and part of my heart will always love his father.”

“Shuichi said he was very young when his father died and that he had no memory of him.”

Shiori nodded, rising to grab another album.“I met Takashi while attending University of Tokyo. He was studying engineering, following in his father's footsteps. I was trying to earn a degree in art and design, we both finished our undergrad work before marrying and I was two years into my graduate studies when I became pregnant with Shuichi,” She sat back down, opening the album, a dark haired man with green eyes looked back at her, a warm smile upon his face as he held an infant in his arms, bright red hair visible above the bundled blue blanket. “This is Takashi. He was quite proud of Shuichi. I was a bit shocked at his red hair but Takashi assured me that he had an ancestor who had been born with fiery red hair and that he was the fiercest samurai of their family line, great in his strength and his height. He even joked that Shuichi was the reincarnated form of this warrior. I just laughed and accepted that my son had red hair,” She paused, lowering the album. “Then when Shuichi was about a year old, Takashi was working on a bridge project when he just.... collapsed,” Her features turned sad. “He had a brain aneurysm and it burst. No one knew. There was no warning. No symptoms. He just... died..” Shiori's voice grew very soft, features pained. “He left me the house and there was money to keep me from having to work for several years while Shuichi grew old enough to attend school. Then I grew tired of staying at home, not contributing anything to our life so I went out and began work, using my skills in photography to do school photos and the like before I shifted gears, helping with advertising and packaging for Kazuya. He was such a nice man and I grew to love him dearly,” A whimsical smile lit up the human female's features. “And now I will soon be married once more. I will always remember Takashi but Kazuya has shown me love I never thought I'd have again.” Closing the photo album, Shiori lay it on the coffee table, voice soft. “I only hope that someday Shuichi will let himself love and be loved in return. That is one of my wishes for him,” She paused, looking over at Botan, eyes twinkling as she rose. “Now then, Shuichi should be home in a few hours. Shall we go make something nice to greet him with and perhaps a few sweets for Valentine's Day?”

The deity was aware of Shiori's hope that her son was growing attached to the ferry girl and part of her wished that was the case. But we're just friends. Very good friends. In the weeks after giving him a kiss on the cheek, the kitsune seemed a bit more... distant and Botan worried that he was shutting down his emotions and his life from her. Still, he did not turn her away when she came to visit and they continued to play music together. It was a bit more complex, learning an instrument but Kurama remained patient with her, helping her to memorize hand positions and the scale and notes of the keyboard keys. I hope we get to practice a bit tonight when he gets home. She thought as she spoke, blushing a bit at the mention of Valentine's day. For on that day, girls and women gave the boys and men in their life chocolates or sweets.

Store chocolate was usually for friends while homemade or very expensive chocolates or candies were for those very close to them. The deity was unsure if she should present Kurama with fancier sweets but decided homemade stuff was more personal. Even if we're just friends, he deserves something special in his life. “Sounds like a plan, Mrs. Minamino!” Botan rose, following the human female into the kitchen, following her instructions and soon they were whipping up caramel treats that Shiori said Shuichi would love, allowing the sweets to cool as they baked two dozen chocolate cupcakes, then set the cupcakes aside to cool while cutting the caramels and wrapping them in green colored wax paper, packaging them in a square green tin, giggling as they talked about silly things males did.

Kurama entered his house after a long day of schooling, quirking an eyebrow at the sound of giggling, recognizing the voices of his mother and of Botan. So she is here again today? Good, I've been meaning to talk to her anyway. Shuffling his shoes off, the kitsune slid his book bag off his shoulder, placing it on the couch, stopping as he spied a group of photo albums on the coffee table, noting they were the ones that contained pictures of the fox spirit as a youth and a teenager along with pictures of his human father. Hmm... seems mother was reminiscing. Probably has something to do with her accepting Kazuya's proposal two days ago. Kurama knew it was just a matter of time before his mother and Kazuya decided to marry and he was happy for his mother and happy to have more people in his family. Yet, if I'm so happy for them, why do I feel... sad? He wondered, shaking his head. He had resolved, after the kiss on his cheek, to put a bit of distance between himself and Botan. Not because he was angry with her, but because he did not want her hurt. It was better to keep her a bit at arms length so as to not encourage any growing attachment to him. But then again, I don't like this feeling of distance between us, even if it is all my doing. I want to be her friend. But if I let her get too close, she will be hurt and it will be all my fault. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. I need to stop these negative thoughts before I go crazy with self doubt. “I'm home!” He called out, heading to the kitchen as his mother replied,

“Shuichi! Come in the kitchen, Botan and I made some treats for you!”

He entered the kitchen, blinking at the sight of two dozen bare chocolate cupcakes. “You ladies have been busy I see.”

“Yep! Mrs. Minamino suggested we make cupcakes for a snack and we ended up having so much fun we made two batches!” Botan replied, not revealing the special gift she had made for the kitsune. “We thought to wait until you came home to help us frost some of them.”

Botan's bright smile and vibrant eyes made him waver in his commitment to control his growing attachment to her and he chuckled and shook his head but took off his school uniform jacket, rolling up the sleeves of his white dress shirt. “Very well. What colors do you want me to make?”

So they began the process of creating frosting from scratch, making three bowls of icing, one blue, one green, and one purple. Kurama used a pastry bag, filling it with the green icing, piping it in a swirling pattern on his eight cupcakes, features focused on his task, turning to find Botan staring at him with a pouting face. “What?”

“No fair! Your cupcakes look prettier than mine!”

He laughed softly, relaxing the walls he had started to rebuild and he went over, taking her bowl of blue icing, filling it in a new pastry bag, handing it to her, blinking when she asked,

“Okay... but how do I get it to swirl like yours?”

Kurama came to stand behind her, his hands resting over hers, his lips close to her ear as he spoke in soft tones, guiding her by touch on how to use the bag properly. “Just go round and round very slowly like this, keep your pressure even so the frosting doesn't come out too quickly.” They frosted one cupcake together, Kurama holding her hands as he lifted the bag up, looking down at their combined handiwork. “Like that.”

Botan turned her head, looking at Kurama as his head remained over her shoulder, finding she liked the closeness of him, and part of her ached to touch his face and run her hands through his hair and to kiss him, even if it was chaste, just to show him she cared about his heart and about him. Her own heart fluttered suddenly as his gaze met hers and she saw something in those emerald pools that reflected her own feelings and she wondered what was going on in that brilliant mind of his.

The kitsune smiled, turning his head, about to tell her good job when he met her gaze. The brightness of her eyes spoke of joy and something he could not quite place but it awoke the dormant feelings he'd been trying to keep suppressed and in that moment he saw through to her soul, spellbound by the light of her beauty and he lowered his own eyes, not wanting her to see the darkness of his own. Clearing his throat, he reluctantly withdrew his hands, voice even but soft still. “Anyway, now you should be able to frost as well as I do, Botan.”

Shiori had watched the interaction, witnessing the obvious attraction the pair had for each other. But it was almost as if they were in denial, too blind to see the truth before them. Her heart broke a bit for her son who seemed... afraid of getting too close to her on an emotional level. Why, Shuichi? Can't you see in the way Botan looks at you that she cares about you? Possibly as more than a friend?

Botan frowned as he pulled away, shutting down his emotions again and she hid her disappointment, flashing him a bubbly smile. “Thanks Shuichi! I think I got this figured out now!” They finished frosting the cupcakes, each having one with a glass of milk before Kurama rose and spoke. “Is it alright if me and Botan head up to my room for some more music practice, mother?”

“Of course, Shuichi,” Shiori replied. “But before Botan leaves today, I'd like to hear a song from you two, like you promised me last time.”

“Alright.” Kurama replied with a nod, looking over at Botan who rose as well, following him upstairs and into his room. The kitsune kept the door open, watching as Botan went over to the keyboard, turning it on. He could sense her hurt and confusion at his recent behavior toward her and though his mind understood it was for the best, his heart was unwilling to keep up the wall that held back his feelings of attachment so that he could continue to grow closer to her and the redhead walked towards her, stopping before Botan as the deity spoke,

“So what song are we going to practice tonight, Kurama?” She asked, looking up as she felt his hand on hers, surprised at the depth of emotion in his features.

“I want to... ask for your forgiveness... for my behavior the last few weeks, Botan,” The kitsune began, tone and expression apologetic as he slowly withdrew his hand. “I know I'm a bit... reserved... but I think highly of you as my friend and I don't want to lose that friendship due to my fear of... having you hurt by being close to me.”

Botan tilted her head, brow furrowed. “Why would I be hurt by being close to you, Kurama?”

He lowered his gaze, frowning as he shook his head, voice very soft, not wanting her to see the fear reflected in his eyes. “There was a girl that I... was attached to in Junior High. Her name was Maya and she could see demons and spirits. I felt.. protective of her. A demon called Yatsude found out and used it against me. I defeated him and rescued her. She was in love with me but I could not return her affection. I made her forget her feelings for me and to no longer believe in spirits so as to keep her safe from harm,” He paused, wondering how to word what he wanted to say next, voice still soft and a bit pained as he explained further, “ She was hurt because of what I am, Botan. I put her in danger by getting too close to her. I fear that by getting close to you, I will put your life in danger as well. I may be forgiven my crime of theft but I am no saint. I've done... many terrible things in my long life and there may come a time when those I've wronged will come seeking retribution, and no one I care about will be safe.”

Botan said nothing at first, surprised a bit at the revelation that he had a girl he cared about before but she studied the kitsune with tender eyes, reaching out with her free hand, touching his face, gently urging him to lift his head, her eyes on his as she gave him a warm smile. “I'm not afraid of what you were or are, Kurama because I know you are loyal to your friends and loved ones. I know you care about me as your friend and you wish to keep me safe from harm. But I also know that the world is a dangerous place full of darkness and light. Those who remain in the dark will pay for their sins but those who seek the light, will find redemption and forgiveness.”

Her words were wise for someone so young and pure and he reached up, resting his hand over hers, his walls threatening to tumble down as he whispered, “Even for a youkai like me?”

“Especially for a youkai like you, Kurama,” Botan replied, looking at him without fear or shame. “You're a good man, despite what you think of yourself. Your actions as a human tell me as much.”

He shook his head, voice soft. “I am not a good man, Botan.. but I want to be... does that count?”

Botan blinked then nodded, beaming up at him. “Absolutely!” She watched as he lowered his hand from hers, pulling her own hand back to her side, wanting to make him relax and smile as she spoke, “So how about we practice that one song I really like and then play it for your mother?”

Her bubbly nature soothed the darkness within him and he nodded, turning, heading over to the guitar stand holding his Fender and he slid the brown strap over his shoulder, plugging in the chord into the amp, moving to stand opposite of her and they practiced several times before Shuichi called for his mother to come upstairs.

Shiori could hear them practice the instrumental part of some song but was unable to hear the lyrics and she smiled as she heard her son call for her to come upstairs and she entered her son's room, moving to sit in his desk chair, watching as Botan began to play a catchy tune on the keyboard and Kurama snapped his fingers in time with the notes, his tenor voice smooth and powerful as he began to sing.

All veils and misty
Streets of blue
Almond looks
That chill divine

Some silken moment
Goes on forever
And we're leavin'
Broken hearts behind

Mystify
(Mystify me)
Sing it
(Mystify)
Yea
(Mystify me)

Shuichi stopped snapping his fingers and began to play the guitar, Botan now singing along with him as they now faced each other and played on time and in tune and Shiori was surprised at how perfectly in harmony they were, the emotions visible on their features as they sang to each other. It's almost as if... they are meant to be together. She thought, marveling at the sight of her son giving in to the music, allowing his feelings to shine through as he and Botan continued to play the song.

I need perfection
Some twisted selection
Well that tangles me
To keep me alive

In all that exists
But none has your beauty
But I see your face
I will survive

Mystify
Mystify me
Yea
Mystify
Mystify me

Eternally wild with the power
To make every moment come alive
All those stars that shine above you
Will kiss you every night

All veils and misty
Streets of blue
Almond looks
That chill divine

Some silken moment
Goes on forever
And we're leavin'
Yea, we're leavin'
Broken hearts behind

Mystify
Mystify me
Yea
Mystify
Mystify me

Eternally wild with the power
To make every moment come alive
All those stars that shine above you
Will kiss you every night

Mystify
Mystify me
Mmm, mystify
Mystify me
Sing it

(Mystify)
(Mystify me)
(Mystify)

Their voices trailed off at the last line and Shuichi made a motion with his guitar, lifting it up, playing three quick chords before bringing it down, stilling the strings as the keyboard went silent. The red head flashed a smile at Botan, happy in the moment at their shared connection through music and he turned at the sound of clapping, blinking as his mother exclaimed,

“That was beautiful, Shuichi! You and Botan sound wonderful together!”

He felt a bit of heat upon his cheeks and he murmured. “Mother... I.. I am glad you found it to be wonderful.”

“Lift your head high, Shuichi. There is nothing to be ashamed of with what you just played.”

The kitsune raised his gaze, smiling softly. “It is not shame, mother. I'm just.. not used to playing to an audience.”

Shiori grinned proudly at her son. “You should do it more often. You and Botan are very talented and should share that talent with the rest of the world.”

“Well... maybe someday... we can do something like that.. we're really just learning how to play well together and my guitar playing could improve considerably.” Kurama replied, a bit surprised at his mother's support of something that had no guarantee of success. But should I really think that way? She's my mother, of course she'd support me, no matter what. That is how strong her love is for me.

“I agree, Mrs. Minamino,” Botan's voice added to the discussion as she came to stand beside Shiori. “Shuichi is a gifted guitarist, I think he should pursue music as a career, he has a real passion for it, don't you think?”

Shiori nodded enthusiastically. “Absolutely!”

Kurama frowned looking between the two females as they ganged up on him. “Why do I get the feeling my opinion on my skill is overruled?”

“Because it is, silly boy!” Botan said, grinning at the kitsune. “Just accept the fact that you rock as a musician and things will go along smoother that way!”

He sighed but smiled a bit. “Very well. But I still think I should focus more on schooling than a short and possibly miserable music career.”

“Oh you.. you're so stubborn sometimes....” Botan replied, pouting at his retort,

“Kind of like your own stubbornness, hmm?”

Shiori looked between the two and laughed softly. “You two remind me a bit of me and Takashi when we first met then became friends before.. well.. later..”

Kurama blinked at the mention of his human father, turning his gaze to his mother. “We do?”

Shiori nodded. “We would tease each other often. It was rather amusing,” She rose out of the chair, going over to his son, placing a hand on his shoulder, her eyes on his. “I am proud of you, Shuichi, I wanted you to know that and I do believe you are a wonderful guitarist. I want you to do what makes you happy, if music is the answer to that, I will support you no matter what comes,” She kissed his cheek then pulled back, looking over at Botan, going to her and placed a hand on her shoulder before giving her a hug, whispering, “And I know you'll be there to support Shuichi as well, Botan. Keep an eye on him for me will you? He's rather reckless sometimes and prone to sacrifice much for the happiness of others, I think it's time for him to have some joy of his own.”

Botan's eyes widened at her words, looking over at Kurama who tilted his head, his sensitive hearing picking up every word though he pretended to not know what was said. “I will, Mrs. Minamino. I promise. Whatever happens, I will be there for Shuichi.” She replied, her eyes still on Kurama as she hugged the human female in return.

Shiori smiled and pulled back, nodding slightly, exiting the room, leaving the two alone once more.

“Your mother is a very sweet person,” Botan said softly, watching Shiori leave, turning her head as she sensed Kurama's gaze focused upon her. “And so are you, Kurama, whether you want to accept it or not, I believe in you and know you are a changed person. You are a wonderful son to your mother, never doubt it.”

The kitsune studied her for a moment, the pledge the deity had given his mother slammed into the walls around his emotion, violent and persistent, and it took all his strength to not give in and profess his affection for her. Instead he kept his voice even and calm, as he replied, “As you say, Botan. I will not argue, I wouldn't win anyway.” Eyes twinkling, preferring to use his teasing nature to cut through the heaviness in the air.

Botan giggled at his response, eyes dancing. “Who said males are slow to learn? You sure do catch on quick, Kurama.”

“Yes, well... I'm not your average kitsune....”

“Isn't that the truth...” She grumbled though her features were full of amusement.

“Hey now...” He said, laughing softly at her faux irritation, relaxing as she joined in his laughter and the pair went back to practicing until it was time for the girl to leave and he escorted her outside, bidding her goodbye, wondering when he would see her again.

February 14, 1993

Kurama headed into the kitchen, lifting the big bag of boxed chocolates onto the counter, opening the cabinet to his left, stacking the boxes in neat rows. Every Valentine's Day he was bombarded with admiring females intent on grabbing his attention. He was always polite, returning the attention with regular white chocolates on March 14th for all the girls, never giving special treats to any of them. Besides, no one had ever given him his favorite type of candy. Oh well, at least the day is over. He thought, heading up to his room. He opened the door, his eyes falling on a green tin situated on his desk and he moved over slowly, intrigued, smiling at the faint scent of the deity and he reached out, feeling her particular ki and the red head gently lifted the lid, finding a note inside and he opened it slowly, reading it out loud:

Happy Valentine's, Kurama! I hope you like the gift I made for you, it's nothing too fancy but it comes from the heart so be nice!

Love from your ferry girl,

Botan.

P.S. The paper under the tin is an extra gift for my favorite musician! Hopefully I'll get to hear the first masterpiece you create!

He smiled tenderly at the note, lowering it, shifting the box to find blank sheets of musical paper, happy at her thoughtful gift, sitting down in his chair as he took out one of the wrapped candies, opening it, surprised at the sight of a simple caramel and he grinned in delight. Very good, Botan. You know me rather well. He popped the candy into his mouth, chewing slowly, savoring his favorite candy, his eyes focusing on the music sheets, thoughts forming in his head on how to return her attention and he set to work, beginning to work on his first piece of music, hoping he could complete it by the 14thof March to present to her.

March 1, 1993

Botan had been unable to return to Ningenkai after delivering the special gift to the kitsune, continually kept busy by Koenma's demands for her to go through old files and purge the ones that were over a hundred years old. It was boring work and she was frankly sick of doing menial tasks. Part of her hoped that another case popped up, if for nothing more than returning to Human World to spend time with Kurama. So it was a surprise when Koenma summoned her to his office, instructing her on the next assignment he had planned for her and she tuned him out, sighing in frustration when he mentioned something about Hiei delivering the mission instead to Yusuke, knowing the toddler lord was keeping her up in Reikai on purpose, reasoning out the cause and she growled silently, Stupid, Koenma. What does he think is going on between me and Kurama? We're just really good friends. Who share a love of music.. and okay, maybe I should have just given him boring old chocolate but he's special to me and I wanted him to know that. He needs someone who can allow him to be himself and talk about things. We're not dating so what's so dangerous about spending my own personal time with him? Besides the possibility of falling in love with him? Her inner self suddenly countered.. Nothing dangerous about that at all... She frowned at her warring inner voice, distracted by her thoughts, not hearing her boss addressing her directly until his voice raised and he spoke loudly,

“Botan?! Are you even listening to me?!”

The ferry girl blinked, her eyes clearing, focusing on the toddler lord. “What?”

“I said that since Hiei delivered Yusuke his assignment and hasn't returned, I have a specific task I want you to do,” Koenma said, studying the blue haired girl before him in mild irritation.

Her brow furrowed. Since her usual task was being preformed by the fire demon, what was so pressing that he needed her to specifically to do? “What is it you wish me to do, Lord Koenma?”

“I need you to retrieve Kurama and bring him up here. There are a few things I'd like to speak to him about.”

Trepidation filled her, the truth of her growing feelings and protectiveness towards the kitsune causing her to blurt out, “Kurama was just singing some harmless music to me! Nothing happened!”

Koenma frowned, confused at her outburst, looking at her like she'd lost her mind. “What are you babbling about? I need the youkai up here to formally accept him in the rank of a detective and to assist in finding Hiei by one of our remote viewers and I'd also like to have him go over a few unsolved cases for me.”

“Oh...” She replied, feeling rather stupid for her outburst. “Um.. of course.. I'll go get him right away sir.” She raced out the office before he could protest or change his mind, materializing her oar and hopping on, flying through the air, exiting through the south portal, appearing in a flash of light above the city of Tokyo. The deity changed directions, heading for the kitsune's home in the suburbs, descending with precise movements, finding his house and slowing her descent, coming to float before his open window on the second floor, her ears picking up the sounds of an electric guitar and she grew even more curious, moving closer, her eyes catching sight of Kurama as he played the intro to a song she had never heard before, eyes widening at the sound of his melodic voice as he continued playing a series of chords, singing:

Oh soul, dried up by loneliness,

right now, let courage bloom!

Just like a red rose

blooming in the dark earth

Everyone is a soldier, fighting with themselves

Overcoming suffering, looking for tomorrow

Soldier of love

Out of the sleepless worried dawn,

a new me has been born.

The morning sun rising out of the darkness

unfolds and blossoms in my heart

I'm a soldier fighting to protect you

Love is the power to give birth to miracles

Soldier of love

Everyone is a soldier, fighting with themselves

Overcome suffering and grasp tomorrow

I'm a soldier fighting to protect you

Love is the power to give birth to miracles

I'm a soldier

She felt drawn to his voice, his words making her heart melt and her body go weak and she gripped the oar tighter to avoid falling off and she blinked as she heard him call out,

“You can come in at any time, Botan.”

She blushed darkly at getting caught but floated closer, sliding off the oar and standing on the first floor roof watching as the kitsune slid the strap off his shoulder, laying his electric guitar on his bed before coming over to help her into his room.

Kurama studied the deity as he let go of her hand, backing up to give her space. I have missed you, he wanted to say but could not. It was an odd sensation, becoming attached to the girl like this and he was still scared at the growing feelings he had. She was his friend, that much was certain, but he knew that something special was happening between them and if he wasn't careful, he would lose his heart to her. And though we've talked of it several times, that does not mean that I'm willing to risk her being hurt because of me. So he pushed down his emotions, though he gave her a friendly smile. “It is good to see you again, Botan.” He greeted.

“It is nice to see you again, too, Kurama,” she replied, recovering some from her initial feelings and response to his singing voice. “What was that song you were playing just now?”

He tilted his head at her question. “Oh that... just something I've been working on. I started with the lyrics and wrote the music around it, editing my chord progressions until it fit with what I envisioned the song to be.”

“So you've been using the music sheets I gave you?” She asked, beaming up at him.

“I have been, yes,” He replied with a nod, “Though this is the first time I've really attempted to write music on my own and it's not as easy as one would think.”

She smiled. “Your lyrics are rather romantic. What's the song called?”

He kept his emotions in check, not wanting to reveal that she was the inspiration for the lyrics nor that the music was one of his gifts for her. “Red Rose in the Darkness,” He answered softly, features thoughtful as he murmured. “But I guess it could also be called Romantic Soldier.”

“Ooh... I like them both!” She exclaimed, eyes and features bubbly. “I didn't realize you were so romantic, Kurama. Any girl you sang that to would go weak in the knees.” She added, her own reaction earlier indicating the truth of what she said.

And if I wanted to sing it you? His mind asked what his mouth would not give voice to and he smiled politely. “I suppose,” He replied, changing the subject a bit as he stated in a more serious voice, “So, I take it you didn't come here for another music lesson.”

She blinked. “How did you know that?”

“Your clothes kind of give you away.” He replied, making a motion up and down at her outfit with his hand.

The deity looked down at her pink kimono then back up to the red head, laughing softly. “I can't fool you, can I?”

“Nope,” He replied with a slight grin before his features grew serious. “Now then, what has occurred that you require my assistance, Botan?”

His tone and manner became polite and she wanted to pout, preferring his laid back persona but she understood that he took his business seriously. “Yusuke has been assigned a new case but there is a bit of a problem.”

“And you wish for my help?”

Botan nodded, “Koenma has requested your presence in Reikai. He sent Hiei to deliver the taped mission but after dropping it off, he disappeared and Koenma's been unable to find him.”

“Well...” Kurama began, features thoughtful. “Hiei is rather adept at suppressing his energy, making him undetectable to most scanners or equipment.”

“I know and that's the problem,” She replied. “Koenma has been relegated to searching by sight on one of the many remote viewers in the palace. So he sent me to retrieve you and bring you to Spirit World to aid in the search.”

Kurama quirked an eyebrow. “Instead of down here in Ningenkai?”

“I know it sounds odd but he also want to formally accept you as one of his detectives for Reikai. He finds your strength and intellect a valuable asset,” She explained. “He also wants you to go over a few cases that he feels you can solve.”

The red head tilted his head, curiosity in his voice and features. “What kind of cases?”

The deity tapped her right index finger against her lips. “I'm not sure. Koenma never bothered to inform me what exactly he wants you to look into but I don't think it's anything too dangerous or scary. Er... not that you can't handle whatever he wants you to look at.”

He chuckled at her expression and went to his closet, pulling out a white outfit that looked similar to his school uniform. “Let me change into this and leave a note for my mother explaining my absence and we'll head out.”

He went into the bathroom, changing from his jeans and black t shirt into the white outfit, tying the purple sash around his waist then exited, writing a quick note to his mother, leaving it taped to the fridge then returned to his room, helping Botan up and out the window, climbing out after her, watching as she produced an oar and he slid on behind her, wincing at the rather painful pressing of the wood against his package and he shifted in an attempt to ease the sensation, drawing Botan's attention.

“Is something wrong, Kurama?”

“Well..” He started, not wanting to get too descriptive with what he was experiencing as he replied, “I confess sitting like this is... rather... uncomfortable to certain parts of my anatomy.”

She looked over her shoulder at him, realization crossing her face at what he was saying and she blushed but teased. “Well.. ferry girls don't have those parts.. but even so, it's best if you sit like I do. Just make sure to hold on tight.”

He blinked in surprise at her teasing, amused despite being the target and he slid off, moving to sit sideways like her, holding on as she suggested and the deity floated up and high into the sky. He looked down, watching as the buildings grew smaller, his stomach rolling a bit at the sensation of flying but he kept it to himself, lifting his head at a flash of light, a portal opening as the pair zoomed through it's blue tunnel, reemerging above the river Styx. It was an interesting vantage point, being up so high, the kitsune followed the flow of the river as far as he vision could go, noting the high mountain peaks that lined either side. In the distance he could see many bridges that lead to different planes of the afterlife but that was not the full extent of Reikai. Interesting. He thought, his fox nature curious at what lied beyond the borders of what was visible.

He felt the ferry girl start her descent and he turned his attention back towards the Reikai palace, impressed at Botan's deft and graceful maneuver up and over the gate and she circled around, coming to a stop a few feet off the ground and he jumped off, turning to help the deity down, carefully grabbing her by the waist, smiling as the girl rested her hands instinctively on his shoulders then arms as he lowered her down, their faces an inch from each other until he settled her to her feet. He kept his hold on her for a few seconds longer, brow furrowing as he realized what he was doing and he lowered his hands, backing up to give her room.

Botan was surprised by Kurama's actions, unable to stop the blush that formed on her cheeks from the close contact but managed to whisper out, “Thank you.”

“You're welcome,” He replied softly then cleared his throat, his features becoming a mask of calm and his voice business like as he spoke, “Shall we enter?”

Botan nodded, lowering her gaze in a failed attempt to hide the heat on her cheeks. What is wrong with me today? She dematerialized her oar then walked forward, leading him inside the palace straight down a well lit green tiled hallway, stopping before a large set of pale pink doors, waiting until they slid opened then stepped inside.

Kurama followed behind her, stopping when she did, his eyes falling on the toddler lord as he sat behind an elongated desk, watching as Jr's brown eyes fixated on the deity as she spoke,

“Lord Koenma, I've brought Kurama here like you requested.”

Koenma studied her in open agitation, voice terse. “It took you long enough, Botan. You didn't get sidetracked going on one of those window shopping excursions like you usually do when you enter Ningenkai did you?”

Botan glared at him in shock, embarrassed at his admonishment in front of Kurama. “Why the nerve! I did exactly what you told me to do!”

Kurama didn't like the way the Spirit Lord looked and treated the deity, finding it disrespectful and uncalled for. This time I have the chance to say something in her defense. He stepped forward, voice soft but low in tone, catching the toddler lord's attention. “I'm afraid it's all my fault, Koenma,” He began. “There were a few errands I needed to preform before I could return to Reikai and Botan was gracious enough to assist me.”

“What kind of errands?”

“Family related ones.” He lied smoothly, nonplussed at the suspicious look in Koenma's eyes.

“Hmm... well, be that as it may, I still don't like when you don't check in with me, Botan,” Koenma replied casting his look away from the youkai and over to Botan. “With all the threats to Ningenkai at the moment, I can't afford to lose my head ferry girl.”

“I understand, Lord Koenma. I will remember to check in more often.”

“See that you do,” Jr. replied, turning his gaze back to Kurama. “Now then, as Botan has most likely informed you, I would like to formally accept you as one of Reikai's detectives. Botan will show you around. You'll be doing a few different tasks, looking over a few cases in the records room and also I want you to assist Botan in searching for Hiei on one of our remote viewers.”

“May I ask why it is so pressing to find Hiei at the moment? Botan mentioned he delivered a taped mission, does it really matter where he's currently at?”

“He is still serving time for his crimes, being relegated to Tokyo. When I can't find him, it means he's either avoiding detection because he doesn't want to be bothered or because he's up to something. The rest is on a need to know basis.”

Kurama frowned at his boss's answer but did not press the issue. “Very well,” He replied, turning to the deity. “Botan, if you would be so kind as to lead the way, I'll follow.”

“Of course,” She commented softly, walking over to the side door, Kurama right behind her as the door slid open and the ferry girl stepped into the well lit hallway, waiting until the door closed before she spoke. “You didn't have to do that.”

“Do what?”

“Defend me.” She answered softly, turning to face him.

“Why would I not? You're my friend and Koenma was wrong to chastise you in public.”

She felt joy in his answer, grateful to have him so close to her, willing to defend her from someone who could make the kitsune's life a living hell if he so chose. “Kurama... I... Thank you for your kindness in defending me.. Now... let's see... what shall we do first...” She said, changing the subject as she thought about what to show him first. “How about we check out the records room? It's the closest and probably where you'll be spending a lot of time when you're up here.” The ferry girl walked forward, leading the kitsune down the hallway, passing through a cross section corridor, continuing on, stopping before a set of pink doors, imputing a series of numbers, the doors sliding open, revealing a library like room with row upon row of books to the right and files to the left.

Kurama watched her march over to the file side of the room, walking down the corridor between the shelving system, the kitsune following, finding a round white table with matching chairs and turned his gaze as the deity walked over to the closest shelf, reaching out to grab a pile of manila folders stacked on top of one another.

Botan bit her lip, trying to keep the files balanced, gasping as they started to slide forward out of her grip.

Kurama jumped forward, reaching out, steadying the files before they fell over, his hands brushing hers as he said softly, “Let me help you.”

She blushed at the sensation of his fingertips brushing across her hands as he took the files from her. “Ooh... thank you....”

“It is no trouble,” Kurama replied not unaffected by the contact of skin on skin though he tried to keep his features calm. “Where would you like me to put this?”

“Um... on the table over there.” Botan answered, pointing to a round table nearby.

Kurama turned, walking over the table, sitting the files down onto the white surface, straightening his frame. “So I assume these are the unsolved cases Koenma wants me to peruse?”

“Bingo!” Botan replied, recovering from the contact, returning to her bubbly self.

He chuckled softly then sat down. “Okay then.” He lifted the top file, laying it down before him and opened it, frowning at the photo of a dead and mutilated male body and he sensed Botan about to peer over his shoulder and he quickly flipped the photo over, instinctively wanting to protect her from the darkness of such violence. “So what mission was it that Koenma sent Yusuke on?” He asked as he glanced at the details of the man's death.

Botan blinked at his quick flip of a photo, not allowing her to see and she was curious but didn't ask as she replied, “Well, he didn't really tell me. He just sent Hiei to deliver the tape.”

“I'm sure Hiei was thrilled to do that..” Kurama said dryly, a smirk upon his face.

Botan saw the way the kitsune smirked and she giggled. “Well... you know Hiei...”

“What was on the tape, do you know?”

She shook her head, brow furrowed. “I can't say for sure what it was, though I did hear mention of someone called Yukina when an ogre finished packaging the tape.”

Kurama's head snapped up. “Are you sure of this?”

Botan blinked at the shocked look on his face, not used to such open emotion on his handsome features but nodded, “Yes, that was the name mentioned, I'm sure of it.”

The kitsune shut the file, rising from the table. “I need to speak to Koenma.” He exited the room, Botan following close behind, matching his quickened pace.

“Is something wrong?”

“It will depend on what Koenma knows,” He answered, features grim. The pair entered the office together finding Jr. sitting at his desk. The Spirit Lord lifted his head, brown eyes studying the kitsune and the ferry girl in curiosity. “Back so soon? Did you go through all the files that quickly?”

“No. The case I'm most interested in at the moment is about the one you sent Hiei to deliver to Yusuke.”

Koenma frowned. “What is it you wish to know?”

“The mission you sent Yusuke on involved something to do with an ice apparition named Yukina, correct?”

Jr. studied the fox spirit in surprise. “How did you know that?”

“That's not important,” Kurama replied. “What is important is whether or not you understand the consequences of sending Hiei to deliver that mission.”

“Consequences of what? Sending Yusuke to rescue her?”

“No. Sending Hiei to deliver a mission that involves his twin sister.”

Koenma blinked, brow furrowed. “Come again?”

Kurama sighed inwardly, repeating himself. “Yukina is Hiei's sister.”

“Shit...” Jr. swore under his breath, turning the screen, typing in the ki signature for Yusuke, the detective and his friend Kuwabara appearing instantly, fighting a bunch of demons scattered throughout some hidden compound deep in a forest. “They've already begun to infiltrate Tarukane's estate where Yukina is being held captive,” He explained. “He's been torturing Yukina for her tears.”

“Hiruseki stones...” Botan murmured, watching as Yusuke and Kuwabara delved deeper into the forest, coming ever closer to large compound. “They're worth millions on the black market.”

Kurama frowned at this information. “If Hiei finds out what Tarukane is doing to Yukina, there won't be anything left of the human to bury.”

Koenma chewed his pacifier nervously. “We have to find him before he makes a grievous error,” He turned his attention to Botan. “Take Kurama to the viewing room. Check every angle within a 10 km radius, see if you can spot whether or not Hiei followed Yusuke and I'll keep watch over the detective's progress.”

Botan nodded, leading Kurama back into the interior of the palace turning down the cross sectional corridor, stopping at the end before a very large set of doors, imputing the numbers, the door sliding open, revealing a large open room surrounded by wall to wall screens. She entered first, the lights remaining dim as she headed over to the controls, typing in the information Koenma requested, the massive screens flaring to life, illuminating the deity and the kitsune's faces.

“Quite a lot of eyes down on Ningenkai for a such a small section of land.”

“Oh, but we can go all over the world if we choose to,” Botan replied, her eyes focused on the screen, voice soft as she began her visual search. “You're worried about your friend, aren't you?” She asked, chancing a glance over at the kitsune.

“I'm worried about what Hiei will do if he rescues Yukina before Yusuke can get there.”

“Well, if he frees her first, that's a good thing, right?”

Kurama looked over at her, features and voice serious. “Hiei has no love for humans and will not hesitate to kill to save his sister. And while I would not fault him for his actions, we both know what the punishment for killing humans is. If we can find Hiei, we might be able to stop him from making a fatal mistake.”

Botan nodded, her gaze returning to the screen, catching a blur of black and she frowned. “What was that?” She asked, drawing Kurama's attention as he moved closer to her, studying the screen.

“Botan, isolate that area will you?”

The deity did as requested, the area enlarging, another blur of black flashing and disappearing and the kitsune's features tightened.

“As I suspected. He's shadowing Yusuke,” He paused then asked, “Can you give the coordinates to Koenma?”

“I can.” She replied, typing in the information and sending it to Koenma's own screen, the voice of the toddler lord echoing in the massive room.

“So you've found him?”

“Yes.” Kurama answered. “He's following Yusuke and Kuwabara. He must be unable to trace Yukina through normal methods. Hiei isn't far behind the pair. It's only a matter of time before he reaches the compound and infiltrates it.”

There was a pause before Koenma spoke once more. “Botan, I need you to take Kurama to Tarukane's as fast as you can. Hiei must be stopped from doing something rash.”

“As you wish, Koenma sir.”

Kurama followed Botan back out, heading through a side exit, sliding on behind the ferry girl as they zoomed at top speed out of Reikai, heading straight for the compound, the deity following the path with her communication mirror, reaching the estate in record time and Kurama jumped down, landing gracefully on his feet, looking up at the deity. “Please keep a safe distance, Botan. I promise to return to you as quickly as I can,” He turned, taking off, entering the open side door silently, not surprised to find several humans knocked out. The kitsune sensed a huge surge of ki, recognizing it as Yusuke's and Kurama raced down the hallway, turning down another series of corridors, wards strapped up along the walls and he frowned. So that is why Hiei had to follow the detective. The redhead rounded a corner, sensing Hiei's energy and he opened the door silently, watching as the fire demon pummeled Tarukane with his fists, stopping only when Yukina cried out,

“Stop it, please! No more! I don't want anyone hurt over me. I don't want to see any more blood spilled. So please... stop...”

Hiei blinked, looking over at his sister and his features softened, a rare insight indeed as he loosened his hold on the human's suit, the fat man twitching and rambling against the controls for the fighting ring below. “Very well, I won't make you cry. You've suffered enough.”

Kurama was surprised at the gentle voice of the fire demon but smiled, remaining in shadow, listening in on their conversation.

“Do... Do I know you from somewhere? You seem familiar... like someone I should know.”

Hiei's eyes widened but he recovered quickly. “I'm no one special... just a friend of those humans down there...” He motioned to the fighting arena.

Yukina turned, eyes widening as she remembered the fight to save her. “Ooh... they must be hurt, I should go help them.”

She took off and the fire demon's back stiffened as he sensed the kitsune. “So you're a detective for Reikai now?”

Kurama pushed off the wall, stepping into the light. “Yes,” He answered, smirking a bit. “Not much different than you it seems.”

“Don't confuse my errand boy routine with being a detective for Spirit World. I couldn't care less what happens to humans.” Hiei growled, flashing a look of disdain at the kitsune.

“And yet you restrained yourself quite admirably given the circumstances.” Kurama countered, teasing his friend a little.

Hiei glared at his friend. “I assure you had my sister not been rescued by the detective and the moron, I would have sliced Tarukane into so many pieces there would be nothing left to identify.”

The venom in Hiei's voice did not surprise the kitsune. “I have no doubt that Tarukane would have been cut to ribbons,” He replied. “But the fact of the matter is you restrained yourself from killing him, thereby relieving me of the duty of having to arrest you.”

“Hn...” The smaller youkai sounded out, heading towards the door. “I'm leaving.”

“Without saying goodbye to your sister?”

Hiei stopped, whirling around features and tone deadly. “You tell her about me and I will kill you.”

“Relax,” Kurama said softly. “I won't reveal the truth to her but do you think it fair to keep Yukina in the dark? She's been searching for you all this time, just as you have for her. Surely you understand her desire to get to know her only brother better?”

Hiei looked away, part of him yearning to reveal the truth to his only sister but could not allow her to know who he was. “It's better she doesn't learn the truth.”

Kurama frowned, studying his friend. “Because you're afraid for her?”

“I have done many terrible things in my life as a bandit. I do not want to disappoint her.” He paused, regret on his face. “She does not need to know she has a brother who is a murderer and a criminal. It is best for her to remain in the dark.”

Kurama shook his head. “I forget how stubborn you are sometimes,” He said, his voice soft and a bit saddened. “You cannot let past regrets interfere with the knowledge that your sister needs you. Believe me, guilt is a terrible burden to carry.”

Hiei studied the redhead for a moment, tilting his head. “Is that why you cannot bring yourself to tell your mother the truth of who you are? A sense of guilt?”

Kurama frowned, blinking at how close the fire demon was to the truth and it was his turn to look away. “Touché, Hiei.”

“Hmph...” The Koorime said, smirking, amused to have silenced his intelligent friend. “I'm leaving.” He stopped at the sight of Yusuke standing in the doorway and he pointed to the human boy, blustering out, “I know you overheard our conversation. If you tell Yukina the truth about me, I will kill you, know that before you open that human mouth of yours.”

Yusuke studied the smaller man in surprise and incredulity. “Gee Hiei, nice to see you too...” He murmured out, entering the room as the fire demon exited. His chocolate orbs watched the Koorime leave before shifted his gaze to Kurama. “Hey, Kurama, how's it going? You arrived a bit late to the party. We could have really used your help against that bastard Toguro. He really kicked our ass hard.”

“Hello, Yusuke,” Kurama returned, features even and his voice a bit apologetic. “Well, I would have helped you but Koenma found it more pressing to formally accept me as a detective for Reikai and track down Hiei via remote viewing in Spirit World.”

“Toddler breath sure doesn't plan things very well, does he?” Yusuke said with a shake of his head. “But seriously, what is up with Hiei? Why won't he tell Yukina the truth?”

Kurama sighed. “He's afraid of her knowing the truth because of the guilt of who he is. He doesn't feel worthy of her attention or her love. So he will keep her at a safe distance, to protect them both.”

The human boy frowned, studying his friend. There was something in the way the redhead explained the situation that seemed to indicate Kurama felt the same about something going on in his own life. “Well that's kind of a crappy way to be. Don't you think Yukina has a right to know about her brother?”

“Yes,” Kurama answered softly, moving to look through the glass, peering down at the ice apparition as she tended to Kuwabara, his focus on Toguro, who remained still, stabbed in the stomach with the street fighter's energy sword. “But it is not my place to tell her. Hiei must do it of his own volition,” He turned his attention over to Tarukane, murmuring. “I should be going. Botan is waiting for me outside.”

“Oh?” Yusuke said with a smirk. “Hitched a ride with your favorite ferry girl did you?”

Kurama glared at the detective, surprising Yusuke who held up his hands in a placating gesture. “Sorry, man... just a bit of a joke.”

The kitsune sighed and gave a small shake of his head. “It's alright, Yusuke. I'm just a bit disappointed I was held back from helping in this mission,” He headed towards the door. “I'll give Koenma the report for you so you can get your friend back to the city. Make sure to keep Yukina safe, will you?”

“Er... sure thing, Kurama..” Yusuke replied watching the fox spirit leave. Man, youkai are sure a touchy bunch. He grumbled silently as he headed back downstairs, gathering Kuwabara and Yukina escorting them out and back towards the bus stop that would take them back to Tokyo.

Kurama returned to the rear of the estate, finding Botan floating down to retrieve him. “Is everything alright?”

He slid onto the oar, voice soft. “Yes. Hiei resisted from killing Tarukane and Yukina is safely under the protection of Yusuke and Kuwabara. Seems that they fought against and defeated Toguro.”

“Toguro?”

“A demon fighter. Very strong. I was surprised to see him killed so easily,” He commented, holding tightly to the oar as he said, “We should head back up to Reikai and inform Koenma of the situation.”

Botan nodded, guided the oar back to Spirit World and the pair entered Jr.'s office, standing before the toddler lord as he asked,

“So everything turned out for the better?”

“That appears to be the case.” Kurama replied with a nod.

“Does Yukina know that Hiei is her brother?”

“No. He prefers she not know. He believes it will keep her safer should disgruntled youkai come coming after him.”

Koenma frowned. “It seems a bit cruel though. She's been searching for her brother all this time and he won't tell her the truth.”

“It is,” Kurama agreed. “But I do understand his reasoning to an extent. To have loved ones as a youkai exposes them to many dangers. So to not allow ourselves to love and be loved is less cruel. Though there are consequences with denying ourselves happiness.”

Koenma studied the youkai before him. His human appearance was a good cover to hide his true power and ability. But his eyes spoke of knowledge and wisdom that could only be achieved by the passing of time. He must be very old to have survived this long.

“Is that what you do, Kurama?” Botan asked, looking over at the kitsune in concern. She knew he guarded his heart and his mind from the outside world and it made her want to help him let go of his inner demons and allow himself to feel without fear or repercussions.

He turned to face the girl, features surprisingly soft as he replied, “I love my mother very much but I do admit I worry that the more I do for Reikai, the more danger I put her in,” He paused, tone become resolved. “I want to get stronger so that I can always keep her safe.” And keep you safe as well, Botan. He added silently.

Botan smiled at the sincerity in the redhead's voice and features. “Shiori is lucky to have you in her life.” She said, wanting to reassure him.

He looked at the girl in surprise, murmuring, “You think so?”

“I know so,” She replied with a nod, a light in her eyes that reveled the truth of her feelings. “You are a good son and a good man.”

Her words made him smile warmly at her as they studied one another.

Koenma looked between the ferry girl and the detective, sensing a tension in the air that he didn't think was quite appropriate and he cleared his throat, to draw their attention away from each other. “Yes, well... Good job everyone. Why don't you show Kurama the rest of the palace, Botan, then he can go over the files like I requested earlier.”

Botan blinked first, looking over to her boss, the spell broken between them and she nodded, bowing slightly. “As you wish, sir.” She said softly, motioning the kitsune to follow, the pair disappearing through the side door.

Koenma watched them go, a frown marring his childish features. He didn't like the closeness growing between the youkai and his head ferry girl. I will have to keep an eye on those two. He thought before turning back to the papers on his desk, stamping out judgments, relieve that the case was resolved.

Okay... Yukina arc is out of the way... and the bond is growing even more between Kuraa and Botan. Romantic feelings will soon begin to come in play. Now we will be getting into the meat of the story as Toguro reveals his threat and the guys begin their training to prepare for the dark tournament. The songs used in this chapter were Mystify by INXS and of course Romantic Soldier, from the first Battle Music CD. Again, I did change up the Yukina case a bit, making both Koenma and Botan in the dark as to the nature of Hiei's relationship to Yukina, as Botan was not there to watch the mission and Koenma did not have it on the tape to begin with. Other than that, it followed both the manga story line in that Botan did not assist Yusuke in saving Yukina and the anime story line in that Hiei was the one to deliver the tape. In regards to the Valentine's Day treats, in Japan females give males either regular treats if they are friends or specialty sweets for loved ones.. and guys return the attention on White Day which takes place on March 14. Usually white chocolates though it will be more expensive or fancy than what the women give. Special thanks to PenguinsHockey14, heartluv, Twisted Musalih, DarkinocensDLT, peonyrose100, Yuilee, and Neon for their reviews. I love hearing from my readers and I hope to hear from more this go around! So if you like what you're reading and want more of it, review and let me know. The more reviews I get the faster I write! Thanks for reading!