Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ The Time Between ( Chapter 14 )

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Chapter 14-The Time Between

May 16, 1993 Minamino Residence Evening Hours

Botan shivered in the blackness that surrounded her, trying to hold on to hope that he would come... that he would save her... gasping as the darkness pressed down on her. The deity tried to stand... tried to fight but the sea of night that surrounded her was relentless, the dark whispers were constant, taunting, mocking her for her weakness. You can't save yourself... he cannot save you... no one can save you... you will die here alone.... longing for his touch... longing for what you cannot have... he will leave you... let you down... let you die.... just accept it... accept that your world is gone... that Kurama will never love you... and your death will come swiftly...

The ferry girl covered her ears, rocking back and forth. I will not listen... I don't believe you... He'll come for me... He'll save me...

Laughter echoed in her mind, the voices malicious in their intent. He won't be able to save you, pretty little ferry girl... No one will make the darkness go away... We will always be here... waiting... watching... until you fall... and we will have you as ours to do as we please!

Leave me alone! She cried, rising and running blindly, her body falling into the abyss, screaming into the emptiness, arms and legs flailing in her helplessness, gasping as she felt something take hold and pull her close, light flooding the darkness and her eyes snapped open, finding the concerned emerald orbs of Kurama looking over at her.

The kitsune had been pulled into the land of waking by the tossing and turning of the girl beside him, his eyes adjusting to the darkness of his room, frowning at her whimpers and her fear. She must be reliving what happened to her. He reasoned, blinking when the girl's arms had flailed, striking at him and he gently grabbed hold of her wrists, pulling her to him, concern in his heart at the terror in the girl's features. He saw the look of panic in the deity's eyes when they snapped open and he whispered soothingly, trying to calm her, slowly releasing his hold of her hands. “It's alright now, Botan... you're safe... I won't let anyone hurt you...”

“Ku...rama...” She whispered, reaching out to touch his face, guarded hope in her voice. “Is it really you?”

He was surprised at her touch but did not pull back, voice soft and tender. “Yes, it's me, peony, see...” Kurama paused, reaching out gently to touch her face with his own hand. “I'm real, this is real... you are safe now, I promise.”

Botan felt his touch, her body trembling as the stress and trauma of what happened flooded her and she began to cry uncontrollably. “I was so scared! So scared you would never come to save me! The darkness tried to drown me! I couldn't escape... the orb was too strong!”

“Botan....” Kurama whispered. Her pain and her fear was palpable to him and it broke his heart. She needs comfort and to know she's safe. Lowering his hand, the kitsune shifted, wrapping his arms around the girl, pulling her against his lean form. “It is alright... do not be afraid... I will not let the darkness have you... never you...”

The deity cuddled into him in response to being held, her face buried against his neck, finding warmth and strength in the closeness of their bodies. It felt right and natural to be in his arms and in that safety she let loose her emotions, pouring out her grief and her fear, tears streaming down her face as her body continued to shake.

Kurama stroked her back gently as the girl cuddled against him, too worried about her to revel in the close contact. “It's okay, Botan... It's okay... let go... let it all out... I am here with you... I won't let you fall...”

Botan continued to cry for several moments, her breath and body shaky before she pulled back to look up at him.

Kurama continued to keep her close, loosening his hold when he felt the deity pull back and he looked down, giving her a tender smile as he reached up and wiped at the girl's tears, his voice soft and warm. “Sweet Peony... I was very worried about you... I am so glad that you are safe now... that I... I can keep you safe...”

Botan leaned into his touch, studying his face finding the truth of his words, whispering. “You saved me, Kurama.... you came for me... I remember now... You... sang to me all night... you did not leave my side..”

“I will always come to your aid, Botan,” Kurama replied in a gentle tone. “You are...” He started then stopped, recalling the words of Genkai and his own vow. “You are special to me... I will do whatever I can to keep you safe.. I am only sorry I could not help you sooner... If I had only known that orb was in you when you were first ill, I would have done whatever I could to remove it and free you from that darkness.”

The ferry girl felt her heart beat quicken as she became aware of how warm his body was against hers and she felt heat blossom on her cheeks, lowering her gaze to hide the shyness she felt. “I am sorry... I was too weak... to be of any use... It was stupid of me to even attempt to hide the sphere.”

Kurama frowned when she hid from him, his voice reassuring as he spoke. “No, Botan... what you did took great courage and sacrifice. And you are much stronger than you give yourself credit for. To be able to contain that sphere took great power. I am amazed at your ability to survive it... and I saw... that darkness... briefly... it was very... potent... and powerful...” He paused, tilting his head to rest against hers. “And I know... you will need help to recover from this. So whatever you want of me, you have but to ask and I will be here for you.”

Botan bit her lip, eyes welling with tears again. “Kurama... you will help me?”

“Of course I will,” The kitsune replied without hesitation. “I care about you, Botan. I want you to be happy and free of any darkness that tries to swallow that beautiful light shining in your soul. I want to keep you safe from harm, is that so surprising?”

She looked up at him again, his words affecting her heart and she reached up to cup his face, looking straight into his eyes.

Kurama was surprised at her touch and the way her eyes met his and he knew she was trying to gaze into his soul. Don't... you mustn't... his eyes spoke as he looked away.

“Kurama... don't look away... look at me... please...”

Her voice was gentle and pleading, calling to his heart and he murmured. “You have had enough darkness for a lifetime, Botan. I do not want to add to your pain.”

“You said I had great strength to handle the darkness, Kurama,” Botan countered. “I want to see the truth in your eyes, so please do not look away... let me see you... as you are...”

“I...” Kurama started then stopped, frowning at the sudden flare of an unfamiliar ki and he snapped his gaze over his shoulder,loosening his hold around Botan. The kitsune rose, the deity following, and he studied the man before him. His energy is definitely of Reikai origin and that uniform, could it be? “What is the SDF doing here? What do you want?”

“Hmph... you don't remember me do you, boy?” The tall male with light blue hair replied with a smirk, flexing his black gloved hands, the wind from the open window tugging at his gray vest. “Pity... but that's neither here not there...” He paused. “I'm here for the ferry girl...”

Kurama stood protectively in front of the deity. “You're not taking her anywhere...” He growled in return, not backing down, even as the man approached.

“I'll take her wherever I damn well please,” The man retorted, looking over at the girl who clung to the kitsune's back. “I don't have to explain myself to a piss ant youkai like you,” He paused then added. “But by all means, go ahead and make it difficult... I welcome the challenge from scum like you...”

Kurama's features turned dark. “You come into my home, uninvited, threatening me without giving reason for your appearance and you think I'll just hand Botan over to you? You're even more asinine than you look.”

The reigen male glared at the red head. “Insolent demon,” He growled, “Know your place!”

Kurama took a defensive stance, wrapping his left arm around the deity as the officer stalked towards him only to blink as he felt Botan shift, frowning when she moved to stand in front of him, her arms held out wide. “Botan, don't...” He murmured in concern.

“That's enough, Shunjun,” Botan said sternly. “You're being very rude and disrespectful to Kurama.”

The SDF officer stopped, frowning. “He's a youkai, he doesn't deserve any respect.”

Anger crossed the deity's features. “This youkai, as you put it, saved my life and helped save this world from Yakumo,” She retorted heatedly. “Where were you when this world needed help, Shunjun? Where was the SDF?”

Shunjun blinked. “We weren't ordered to assist in the battle.”

“Obviously... it was left up to Yusuke and his team to deal with, right?” She countered, still glowering at the tall reigen. “Well, guess what, they did what you couldn't or wouldn't do, so stop being a jerk and tell us why you are here.”

The man sighed, answering begrudgingly, “King Enma wanted us to retrieve any ferry girls that may have been stranded during the crisis and bring them home.”

Botan's features relaxed a bit. “I understand and I will return to Reikai with you, but not until you apologize to Kurama.”

“What?!” Shunjun growled. “You can't expect me to apologize to that demon!”

“You will apologize or I will inform Koenma of your threatening behavior. Or do you think he'll be very understanding of your rudeness towards one of his detectives when he next speaks to his father.” She said icily.

Shunjun clenched his jaw. “I'm... sorry...” He growled, turning his back as he stalked towards the window. “Make your goodbye quick, Botan.” He spat over his shoulder before jumping out and onto the first floor rooftop.

Botan lowered her eyes, turning around to face the kitsune. “Sorry about that... the SDF tend to be real jerks to those who aren't from Reikai.”

“So I've noticed...” He replied, looking away from the window and down to the ferry girl. “You didn't have to protect me, Botan.” He murmured in a softer tone.

“Yes, I did...” The deity countered. “The SDF are all equal to upper A class demons. Unless you changed into your youkai form, he would have hurt you badly and you've already suffered enough over me.”

“Botan...” He whispered, blinking when the deity lifted her fingertips to his lips, silencing him.

“Please listen, Kurama,” She replied, lowering her hand back to her side as she looked up at him. “What you did for me... what you continue to do for me... I know you do it because you care about me... I saw it in your eyes... I know it from your actions... and I...” She paused, finding her courage as she reached out to take his hand, resting it over her heart, whispering, “I want you to know that even if you never let me into your heart completely, you are in mine... and I am willing to wait for you... forever if I have to...”

He blinked when she took hold of his hand, feeling her rapid heartbeat under his palm, hearing the slight hitch in her breathing, sense the truth of her words, her declaration making his own heart race and he found his voice at last. “Botan... you are... in my heart... too... I only.... want to protect you... from the darkness inside... you will not like what you find...”

“Let me be the judge of that, Kurama...” She whispered, frowning as Shunjun called out,

“Hurry up already!”

Kurama glared at the window, his gaze returning to the girl when he felt the deity shift and embrace him. He reacted in like manner, wrapping his arms around her, feeling a fierce wave of protectiveness and longing as he pulled her into a tighter embrace. “Botan... I wish you did not have to go...”

The deity rested her head against his shoulder, reveling in the closeness of him as she whispered. “I do not want to go... but I must... I promise to return as soon as I can...” She pulled back reluctantly, giving him a soft smile.

Kurama reached out, taking her hands in his, leaning down to rest his forehead against hers, surprising them both as he whispered. “I will hold you to that promise, Botan..”

Botan's heart fluttered at the kitsune's actions, twining her fingers with his. “I have to go...” She whispered, hesitate to let go of him, knowing this was possibly a mere dream. “Goodbye, Kurama..” She pulled back a bit, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. “Thank you for everything and I will see you soon.”

He closed his eyes at the kiss to his forehead, frowning as he felt her pull away. Don't go. His mind begged. Stay here with me. But his voice remained silent as he opened his eyes, lifting his gaze to watch her go. “Goodbye, Botan.” He murmured, standing still as the girl most precious to him exited out the window, heading back to Spirit World.

So he remained for awhile before he turned, walking into the bathroom, unwinding the gauze as he inspected his wounds. The ointment had kept the blood from flowing and the cuts had closed, though the skin was still red and irritated. More war wounds to add to my collection. He thought, holding up his palm, purple light bursting as he slowly began the complete healing process. Satisfied the cuts would remain closed, Kurama lowered his hand, shutting off the light, shuffling out of the bathroom and headed back towards then dropped down onto the bed.

Kurama lay down, catching the deity's scent on his pillow, closing his eyes as he recalled the closeness of her, the way she touched his face, the way she whispered his name, the rapid beat of her heart, the willingness she had to stare into the depths of his soul, even after all that had happened to her. He thought of his own fear for her; the fear for her safety and what would happen to her if he could not rescue her in time slammed into the last walls that sheltered his fragile heart, ripping them to shreds and he finally realized and accepted the truth of his emotions. I love her. I have loved her for a long time now. And she... loves me. Even though I am a demon and a thief... even though I've committed so many sins that I can't possibly atone for them all...Still, she loves me. His brow furrowed as he shifted onto his back, staring up at the ceiling, his handsome features twisting into a look of uncertainty. But do I have the strength to tell her? Dare I let her see completely into my soul? And what will I do if she flees from what she finds inside?

May 16, 1993 Reikai

Botan followed Shunjun into the palace, surprised at how quickly everything had been restored despite the flooding, though the scent of rain still lingered in the air. The pink office doors that led to Koenma's slid open, revealing the tired form of Koenma and she felt some relief at seeing him alive. “Lord Koenma, sir, you survived!”

Jr. looked up from his desk, his brown eyes taking in the girl's relieved look and he smiled a bit, feeling relief of his own. My head ferry girl is alive, thank God! “As have you, Botan,” He looked over at the blue haired male reigen, voice soft but dismissive. “You may go now, Shunjun.”

The man's jaw clenched but he bowed his head. “As you wish, Lord Koenma.” The SDF fighter left the way he came, leaving the deity and the toddler lord alone in the room.

Koenma waited for the officer to leave, turning his gaze back to the deity as she asked,

“Lord Koenma, I know you must have been worried about me but was it necessary to have the SDF come and retrieve me? I would have returned on my own.”

He sighed. “It was not my decision, Botan,” Koenma answered. “My father returned from his trip to find our section of Spirit World, the only part that has access to Ningenkai, flooded and he was most upset that I had botched the protection of another artifact and ordered to have you found and the item retrieved.”

The deity frowned. “But, Koenma sir, Yusuke's team destroyed it when they defeated...” Her voice started then stopped, a shiver running down her spine as she remembered the imposing and sinister Netherworld overlord.

Jr. saw the fear and the pain in the girl's expression and his normally short temper was held at bay as he asked, “What happened, Botan?”

She lowered her gaze, voice very soft and laced with nervousness. “When you gave me the orb, the sealing cloth fell and I held the sphere in my hands.”

His features paled. “You held the orb with your bare hands?” He murmured in shock and awe. My own father could not handle it's power and my head ferry girl managed to survive it?

“Yes... but... it was too strong... so I forced it into my body to keep it from falling into Yakumo's hands... I went to Yusuke as you asked.. but I was too weak to help him... I was taken to Genkai's and Kurama tried to heal me... and protect me... but Yakumo found me and he...” Her voice died out, the memory like an open wound and she wiped at the tears in her eyes.

Her tears made his shoulders fall. What did Yakumo do to you, Botan? “It is alright, Botan. You do not have to say any more of it... I knew that the detectives had won because the rain suddenly stopped and the water receded. That the orb was destroyed is a natural consequence of killing Yakumo, though I'm surprised the boys managed to do it.”

“I honestly do not know how they won, sir,” Botan replied, her gaze still cast downward. “After Kurama rescued me, I passed out. He healed my wounds and my ki but I did not have time to ask him what happened after I lost consciousness. Shunjun came into Kurama's house demanding to take me back without explaining why first.”

Koenma sighed, rubbing his temples. “Yes, well... it's a given Shunjun would be like that towards Kurama.”

“But why?” Botan asked, her trauma forgotten in her fierceness to defend the kitsune. “Kurama's done nothing to him.”

“No... but Shunjun has to him.” The toddler lord replied.

Botan's features turned thoughtful. “Shunjun mentioned something about if Kurama remembered him or not, but why would he would know who that SDF officer is?”

Jr. lowered his hand, looking at the girl, quirking an eyebrow. “And did Kurama know who he was?”

The deity shook her head. “No... he just seemed angry to have an intruder in his house.”

Koenma debated whether to tell the deity the truth. She is already traumatized from her ordeal, I will not compound it further. “Well... it's of no importance right now, Botan. What is important is that you get some rest. I know it's been... hard for you these past few days so I will not call on you for your normal duties until you feel you're up to it.”

Botan bowed, voice soft and a bit distant. “Thank you, Koenma, sir.” She headed out the side door and down the hall that led to the exit, entering the grounds that led to her quarters, and up the staircase to her room. She opened the door, surprised to find everything as she'd left it. No trace of water or damage, but how is this possible? The ferry girl shuffled over to her bed, sitting down on the edge, feeling uneasy in the quiet space of her once non-threatening room. When I was around Kurama, I felt safe, warm, and... loved... but now... here... I feel... weak... tired... scared... What do I do? I can't go back to him so soon after this. But can I really stay here? Can I conquer this darkness on my own? The deity shifted, laying on her side, her hand lowering to her stomach. The pain of carrying the orb still lingered in her mind, even though the wound had been healed. The whispers still remained, even though the threat was over. I'm so tired. I need to sleep. She closed her eyes, leaving the lights on, slowing her breathing, willing herself to fall into a deep sleep and so she remained. Until the nightmares came.

May 18, 1993 Minamino Residence

Kurama sat at his desk, going through the motions of finishing his homework, his mind occupied with thoughts of Botan. It had been two days since the ferry girl had been escorted back. Two days since he admitted to himself that he loved her. Two days and I miss her already. Is this normal? He wondered. He shifted his gaze to his guitar and rose, going over to pull it off the rack. He slid the strap over his shoulder, moving to sit back down and he tested each string, tuning it by ear, making sure it was correct before he began to play, closing his eyes, letting loose his emotions as he began to sing:

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want
Your story to remain untold

But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you'll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night

You say you'll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbor in the tempest

But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You say you want
Your love to work out right
To last with me through the night

You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold

All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you

You... all I want is...
You... all I want is...
You... all I want is...
You...

He went into a long guitar solo, his fingers flying along the fret board, slowing to a stop, resting his hand to still his strings when he sensed her presence and he smiled at the sound of her voice.

“I love listening to you play and sing, Kurama.”

Kurama swiveled his chair, turning to face the deity, favoring her with a gentle smile. “I love to play and sing for you, Botan,” He replied, rising, shifting the strap up and over his head, returning the Alvarez back to it's rack. He pivoted, studying her, brow furrowing at the dark circles under the girl's eyes. “You haven't slept since you left here, have you?”

“No,” Botan admitted, lowering her gaze. “When I close my eyes, the darkness comes for me and I remember... everything...”

Kurama frowned, not liking what he was hearing. “The darkness comes for you?”

She bit her lip, nodding. “It whispers to me... telling me... horrible things... and I try to escape but I can't... I'm paralyzed and the voice just laughs and taunts me and I can't...” Tears sprung in her eyes. “I don't want this weakness... I don't want to be weak... I don't want to trouble you but when you brought me here... when you healed me... I was comforted... when I was crying out for you... you came... when I broke down... you held me... when I was close to you... the cold and the darkness fled in fear... fear of you...” The deity looked up at him, wiping her eyes as she sniffled. “I'm sorry... I know I shouldn't ask this of you...” She started then stopped, hesitant to say what she needed of him.

He sensed her conflicted emotions and he stepped closer, wanting to ease her worry, voice soft and soothing. “Do not be afraid to ask something of me, Botan. I want to help you. I want to heal your mind and your heart. So tell me, Peony, what do you need of me? Ask and I will grant it to you.”

Botan lowered her gaze again, feeling very shy all of the sudden as she whispered. “Can I stay here with you?” She paused, gasping as she realized how it sounded and she corrected herself in her usual rambling manner when she was flustered or upset. “I mean... just rest... not the other... oh.. you know what I mean...” She grumbled, feeling ditzy again.

Kurama quirked an eyebrow at her question but resisted the urge to tease her about it. Instead he replied softly, “You can stay here as long as you like, Botan. I have no problem taking the floor.”

The deity blushed darkly, clearing her throat. “Actually... I was hoping you would... rest with me...”

He looked at her for a moment, trying to gauge his words carefully as he murmured. “You want me to lay beside you while you sleep, is that it?”

“I know you probably are uncomfortable with the idea, Kurama,” She began, her voice barely above a whisper. “But when I woke up in your arms, I felt safe. The whispers stopped. I felt warm... and protected... I don't know how else to explain it... But if I am near you.... I can rest... and I can heal... I know it...”

Kurama moved closer to her, tilting his head to the side as he answered. “It is not uncomfortable for me to hold you through the night, Botan. I have never... rested with anyone else before... which makes you my first...”

Botan blinked before her features when bright red at the thought that flared in her mind. “Your first?”

He chuckled softly,realizing how his words sounded. “Hmm... that does seem to imply something else, doesn't?” He replied, eyes twinkling a bit. “ What I mean, Botan, is that I am more than willing to share my bed with you... resting... of course... if it will help you.. whatever you need of me, I will give to you willingly.” Kurama paused, then asked, “I won't receive another visit from the SDF over this will I?”

She flinched but shook her head. “No... Koenma gave me time off until I feel I'm able to resume my duties as head ferry girl.”

“Good... not that I'd let them take you away from me, again... but I don't want you in trouble over this...”

“I won't get in trouble, I promise.” She replied, already feeling a weight lifting off her shoulders at his smile and his willingness to help her.

“Alright then... I take it you didn't bring any clothing with you for the evening?”

Botan shuffled her feet. “No... I wasn't sure you'd welcome my company or accept my request... so I didn't bring anything along.”

He smiled, going to his closet. “Well, guess I'm going to have to loan you the same shirt and shorts I gave you the first time you stayed here,” He crouched down pulling out a folded pair of black gym shorts and a green t-shirt, moving back to the girl, handing them to her. “Here you go, Botan.”

The deity watched him, surprised that he kept what she wore in a specific spot and took them from his outstretched hands. Almost as if he knew I'd return to him at some point. “Thank you, Kurama. I'm sorry to be such a bother.”

“You are not a bother to me, Botan,” Kurama murmured. “Never think that you are anything but someone special to me... someone I care about... someone I... want to keep safe from harm.”

Botan blushed darkly. “Kurama...” Why did such simple things make her heart flutter?

His ears picked up the change in the girl's heart rate and he sensed his words were affecting her in an emotional manner. “Hmm?” He asked, moving back to the closet, pulling out a pair of pj pants, trying to give her a bit of space, not wanting to sound too forward in his words and thoughts. I want tell her how I feel... but is it right to do that when she is emotionally and mentally vulnerable?

The deity watched him as he grabbed some pajama pants, seemingly preoccupied with something. I know he remembers our conversation from a few days ago but he hasn't brought it up yet. I wonder why?

Perhaps because he knows you're not... you right now? Her inner voice answered for her. You come to his room, asking for his help and he is willing to do so... you should be happy that he at least likes you enough for that.

“Nothing... I'm just tired is all...” She replied, heading into the bathroom. “I'll be right out.”

Kurama turned, waiting for her to return, which she did a few minutes later.

“Okay... so um... what side of the bed do you prefer, Kurama?”

“It doesn't matter, Botan. Whatever side you like best, I will take the other,” He headed into the bathroom. “Let me change into these and we can rest together.”

Botan watched him disappear into his bathroom, returning a minute later dressed in nothing but his pj pants and she stood at the edge of the bed on the right side, voice soft and shy. “Um... I guess I'll take this side.”

Kurama nodded, pulling back the covers for her.

The girl slipped under the covers, Kurama shutting off the light before following her into bed. He lay on his side, facing her, finding the light of her soul visible in the lovely amethyst pools that met his darker ones.

Botan scooted shyly towards him as the kitsune reached out and she cuddled into him, finding his warmth comforting and she relaxed, murmuring. “Is this alright? Am I too close to you?”

Kurama did his best to ignore the way her supple form rested against his more solid one, reminding himself of her pain and her need to heal and he cleared his thoughts, giving her a tender smile. “You are fine, Botan. Do not worry and do not fear. I won't let anything happen to you. So rest... and dream... and know I will chase all the demons away... with my rose whip if I have to.”

She smiled a bit at the silly image of him cracking a whip at the demons in her head the closed her eyes, falling asleep rather quickly.

Kurama held on to her, his own eyes closing and the pair rested, free from any harm or darkness.

May 19, 1993 Minamino Residence

Sunlight filtered through the window, basking the room in a warm glow and the deity grumbled, covering her head, burying it further into the pillow. Her nose picked up the scent of a flower and her eyelids fluttered open, finding a red rose resting on the pillow next to hers, a folded note underneath. “Kurama?” She whispered, sitting up, looking around, pouting a bit at finding him gone. Well, of course he's gone. It is a school day after all. What did you expect Botan? She chided herself. Her focus returned to the rose and she reached out, careful of the thorns, pulling the note out from underneath and she flipped it open, reading:

Dear Peony,

I hope you rested well and I am sorry for not being there when you awoke but I will return to you later in the evening if you wish to wait or go and return later. If not, please remember that I will always be there for you to help you, simply ask and I will do what I can to make it happen. I will see you soon and please do be careful if you do leave. My heart would be broken if anything happened to you.

Yours truly,

Fox

Botan smiled at the note, lifting the rose up to her nose and sniffed, finding the scent pleasing. “Kurama...” She whispered. Her gaze shifted over to the sunlight streaming through the window. I should go. Even though Koenma has put me on leave, I better head back home so that he doesn't become too suspicious of my absence. Tossing of the covers, the ferry girl slid out of bed, grabbing her clothing as she headed into the bathroom. The deity dressed and folded the borrowed night attire, exiting back into Kurama's bedroom. She lay the items on his desk then grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, jotting down a quick note and laying it next to the clothing. Her gaze shifted back to the rose and she walked over, grabbing the flower and the note then walked over to the window. She reached out, sliding it open then climbed up and onto onto the first floor roof. The blue haired girl cast one last glance over her shoulder. I'll return later, Kurama, I promise. Turning her attention forward, Botan held out her hand, an oar materializing in the air and she lowered it, hopping up, sitting sideways as she guided it up at a gradual incline and headed back to Reikai.

May 19, 1993 Minamino Residence

Kurama returned home from school, going through his evening rituals with his mother. After cooking and cleaning it all up, the kitsune headed upstairs and into his room. The deity was gone, though the pleasing scent of her still lingered in the air. His eyes fell upon the folded clothing lying on his desk and he walked forward, surprised to find a folded piece of paper. Reaching out, Kurama unfolded it, reading the contents.

Dear Fox,

Thank you for watching over me last night. As long as I'm with you, the darkness cannot harm me but I do want to be strong for you and everyone else, so I will try not to ask too much of you. I just want to heal and I know you will help me with my troubles, no matter how silly they may be. I am heading up to Reikai for now but I will see you tonight, okay?

Love,

Peony

Kurama smiled. “Anything for you, Botan.” He murmured, humming softly to himself as he pocketed the note then sat down at his desk to begin his homework, biding his time until the deity returned to him.

June 13, 1993 Minamino Residence

“What do you think about going to the arcade?” Botan asked, looking up from her book over to the kitsune who sat at his desk, softly strumming his guitar.

Kurama lifted his head, turning his attention over to the blue haired girl. In the month that the girl had sought his help to kill the darkness inside her mind, he had held her every night, resting with her and singing to her. Though he loved her and knew she loved him, he'd yet to tell her the full truth of his heart and nothing other than comfort was given in the nightly ritual of sleeping in the same bed. Despite this, he was happy to note that each night when she returned, her smile would widen, her eyes would grow clearer, her voice would become stronger, and her soul would brighten. You are well on your way to recovery, sweet peony. He thought as he pondered her question. Kurama had agreed to keep an eye on Suichi for the day so that Kazuya could spend time alone with Shiori then take her out for a dinner date. It's only fair for the two of them to have some time to themselves. “I think Suichi would enjoy that.” Kurama answered, favoring her with a smile, his ears picking up the sound of footsteps rushing down the hall, his eyes shifting over to the open door where a very energetic Suichi burst into the room.

“Hi, Shuichi!” The boy said with a grin and a wave, his gaze shifting over to the bed where Botan sat and he beamed. “Miss Botan, I didn't know you were here today as well! Are you going to hang out with me and Shuichi too?!”

“That's the plan,” Botan replied, grinning back at the boy. He was certainly full of energy and rather cheerful He'd make a good grim reaper... well... if we allowed men that is... She commented silently. “In fact, it's my idea that we all go to the arcade. Does that sound like fun?”

Suichi's eyes widened, in childish enthusiasm as he looked back towards his soon to be step brother. “Can we?”

Kurama chuckled. “Of course we can, Suichi.” He replied as he rose, sliding the strap off his shoulder, placing the guitar back on it's rack. “Just let me grab my wallet and we'll go.”

“Awesome!” Suichi said, looking over at Botan. “So are you going to play Afterburner?”

“You know it!” She answered with a wink. “It's my favorite arcade game after all!”

Kurama chuckled at the pair's excitement, running a hand through his hair before tucking his white buttoned down shirt into his dark blue jeans, grabbing the brown leather wallet off the dresser in the closet, tucking it into his front pocket. “Shall we go?” He asked, looking at the two who nodded. The three headed downstairs, retrieving their shoes, sliding them on and the red head turned at the sound of his mother's voice.

“Have fun you three and would you pick up some cream for my coffee, Shuichi? I forgot to buy some at the store yesterday and I didn't have time to get any today.”

“Of course, mother,” He answered. “You have fun as well.”

Shiori blinked then gave him a soft smile. “I always do!”

The three of them waved then exited out onto the paved pathway that led through the gate and onto the sidewalk, heading for the train station that would take them closer to the city.

The Kikumura Arcade

“Hey, Shuichi, check this out!”

Kurama turned away from the token machine at the sound of Suichi's excited voice. His eyes fell upon the form of Botan, watching her lovely features scrunched up in concentration, her gaze laser focused on the moving target on her screen. The mock cockpit of the Afterburner game machine shifted, moving back and forth and side to side in response to the girl's maneuvering of the control stick. He pocketed the tokens, walking over towards the pair, crouching down to gain a better view of the action, watching as she guided the jet up, turning at an angle as she climbed higher into sky then twisted again, descending and curving around, coming in behind a smaller jet, firing off a missile that struck the back of her prey, blowing it up in spectacular fashion and he smiled as the girl pulled up to avoid the debris. Interesting tactic. He thought, impressed at how deftly she took out her target.

“Is she great or what?” Suichi said with a grin.

“She certainly is.” Kurama agreed, eyes twinkling as he watched the girl lost in the moment of the game, blinking when Botan's plane was shot down.

“Oh, darn it! I was so close too!”

He saw the words on the screen flash. “Continue? 10..9..8..” And he reached in, grabbing a token, sliding it into the slot, the screen flaring back to life and Botan clapped her hands.

“Yay! Thanks Shuichi!” She nearly sang, brushing her hand against his, patting it before she gripped the control stick and flew after her next target.

“You're welcome, Botan.” He replied, enjoying the simple contact as he withdrew his hand, content to stand and watch for a few moments, his gaze shifting over to where Suichi should be but was not. He frowned, pulling back, his eyes scanning the crowded arcade, relieved to find the boy only a few machines away, playing a racing game as he talked to a rather pretty girl seated to the brown haired boy's right.

“Whoo, high score!” Botan exclaimed and Kurama turned his attention back to the deity, chuckling as he watched her input her initials before sliding out of the cockpit, grinning. “That was fun! What shall we play next?”

He was about to make a suggestion when he heard the indignant voice of Suichi shout,

“Leave her alone!”

The red head narrowed his eyes as his gaze fell upon the sight of a group of older teenage boys surrounding his step brother and the girl he had been talking to, her features full of fear as she clung to the boy's blue shirt.

“Or what little man? You think you can take me on in a fight? I'll break you in two like the twig you are!”

“I.. I'm not scared of you!” Suichi stammered defiantly as he glared up at the larger boy.

“You should be,” The bigger boy grinned, flashing his teeth. “I'm Satoshi Shibayaku, leader of the Toushi Gang and this here is our turf! That means everything and everyone here belongs to us, including that little bitch behind you!”

The arcade grew quiet as customers fled, not wanting to get involved. Kurama could not blame them for their fear. It's what prey usually does when threatened. But the kitsune had never been prey and wasn't about to start now. But I do not want to embarrass Suichi. I must wait and see if he is able to defend himself.

“You take that back!” Suichi shouted. “That's no way to talk to a girl!”

Satoshi laughed and reached out, poking his index finger hard into the smaller boy's chest, leaning in, invading Suichi's space, voice taunting, “What are you going to do about it, huh? Nothing!”

Botan tugged at Kurama's sleeve. “Do something, Kurama.” She whispered, looking on in fear and worry over Suichi as the smaller boy swatted the bully's hand away, giving him a hard shove that only made the bigger male laugh.

“That's all you got? Pathetic!” Satoshi made a fist, drawing it back. “I'm going to break your face, wimp!” He yelled, grinning as he punched forward only to have that grin fall as his fist was caught bare handed by Kurama who had moved instantly to defend his step brother. “Who the hell are you?” The bully growled.

Kurama stared up coldly at the physically larger man, not moving as he addressed Suichi, “You alright?”

Suichi had been surprised at how fast his step brother was. “Y... Yeah...”

“Good... Now I want you and your friend to go stand over by Botan and we'll leave as soon as I'm finished here.”

“But... you could..”

“I will be fine,” Kurama replied, his voice brooking no argument. “Now go...”

Suichi frowned but nodded, taking the girl's hand as he led her away.

“You can let go of my hand there, princess,” Satoshi said with a smirk. “Cause I don't swing that way.”

Anger flashed in the kitsune's eyes, his voice lowering, turning cold and deadly, laced with the threat of bodily harm as he said, “Neither do I.” Without warning he applied pressure, breaking the man's hand, the bully screaming in pain and the kitsune let go, striking out in a lightning quick action, slamming his fist into the boy's chest, sending him flying backwards into part of the gang, the boys tumbling down into a heap.

“Boss!” Several other members shouted as they tried to help their leader up.

“Don't just stand there, kick his ass!” Satoshi roared, clutching his broken hand.

Kurama took a defensive stance as the remaining gang members jumped him and he brought his arm up, blocking a punch, lifting his leg and kicking out, striking the man in the stomach, sending him rocketing into the chair of a nearby racing machine. He deflected punches and kicks from every angle, countering with quick jabs to the throat and chest of his attackers, using their own momentum against them, grabbing another by the throat and wrist, doing a quick foot sweep as he lifted him up and threw him into another who charged at him, sending them spiraling to the ground. He heard the click of a switchblade, whirling around, deftly dodging the slashes and swipes of his attacker as he backpedaled, using his greater speed to avoid the sharp metal, snaking out his hand, latching onto the boy's wrist, keeping the blade away as he brought his arm up and elbowed the attacker in the forehead, knocking him out cold.

He lowered his arms, looking around, standing alone as the gang was quickly defeated, his emerald eyes flecked with gold as he stalked over to the leader, growling. “Your gang is finished, Satoshi. And so too, I'm afraid, are you.” He made a feint lunge towards Satoshi who shot up and ran away, screaming. Kurama watched him go, paying no attention to cries of pain and fear surrounding him as he walked back over to the deity, his stepbrother, and the young human female. “Well, now that that is taken care of, shall we go?”

The four of them left, walking down the sidewalk.

“I'm sorry for causing so much trouble. I didn't know Suichi was even going to be at the arcade.” The human girl apologized.

“It wasn't your fault Reiko,” Suichi interjected. “I couldn't let those guys hurt you.”

Kurama looked over at the two young teens. “I take it you two know each other then?”

“Oh, sorry...” Suichi began, features full of chagrin as he spoke, “This is Reiko Ishiguro, a classmate of mine.”

“It is nice to meet you.” the dark haired girl said shyly, giving a slight bow.

Kurama gave a slight bow of his head in return, blinking as Suichi continued.

“Reiko, this is my stepbrother, Shuichi, and his girlfriend, Botan.”

“Suichi...” Kurama chided softly.

“What? Botan is your girlfriend, right, Shuichi? What's wrong with telling the truth?” Suichi countered, nonplussed by the older boy's tone.

His brow furrowed. While it was true they weren't involved in the traditional sense, he did love her and she, him. But how do I explain that? He wondered, “Well it's... complicated...”

Botan merely laughed, enjoying the confounded look on the kitsune's face as she moved over to the shorter female, covering the side of her mouth as she whispered in a conspiring tone. “Boys are silly, aren't they Reiko?”

The younger girl giggled, covering her lips with her hand, nodding.

“So do you want us to escort you home, Reiko?” Suichi asked turning his attention away from his stepbrother to the dark haired girl.

“That would be nice, Suichi, thank you,” Reiko said with a nod as she lowered her hand back to her side, her voice and tone shifting to one of trepidation. “After that incident, I'm a bit nervous to walk alone.”

Kurama frowned at her words, asking, “Has that gang of boys bothered you before?”

Reiko looked up at him in shock then lowered her gaze. “Their leader, Satoshi, likes young girls... several of my friends have been... harassed by him... if you know what I mean... but everyone is so afraid of him and his gang that no one does anything to stop him.”

Kurama's eyes narrowed, voice soft and a bit distant. “So he's one of those, is he?” He murmured, relaxing his features as his stepbrother spoke,

“Well, I don't think he'll be bothering you again after what Shuichi did to them,” The smaller boy said with a grin as he looked up at the red head. “He's a martial arts master.”

The kitsune chuckled and held his hands up. “Well... I don't know about master,” He replied in a self effacing tone. “It just some basic hand to hand combat techniques I learned in school.”

“Do you think you can teach me some of those, Shuichi?”

“Hmm... We'll discuss that later, Suichi.” Kurama replied as they entered the train station, traveling with Reiko and walking her home before riding the train back to the kitsune's suburban district. He made a quick stop at the corner store, picking up some creamer like his mother requested before they continued down the sidewalk, the red head's voice soft as he addressed the boy. “Suichi, I wanted to tell you that it was brave of you to defend Reiko, though a bit foolish to think you could attack Satoshi head on. What if he had succeeded in hitting you?”

“I guess I would get beat up then.” Suichi answered.

Kurama quirked an eyebrow but said nothing as the boy continued.

“I was taught that you don't pick on girls. That Satoshi is some kind of pervert too. Trying to touch her when she didn't want to be touched. I wasn't going to let him get away with that.”

The kitsune studied the boy, impressed with his fortitude. “You are absolutely right, Suichi. But I suggest you learn a few self defense tactics sot that when something like this happens again, you will not need my help to solve it.”

Botan listened to the two males as they talked, smiling at how protective Kurama was over his little stepbrother. Her smile fell as she pondered what the consequences would be for the kitsune beating up a bunch of humans. But it's not like he permanently injured them. They were hostile and going to hurt two kids who were not doing anything wrong.

The three of them entered the gate that opened into the front yard of the Minamino residence and Kurama unlocked the door, opening it, letting the boy and Botan enter before him and he shut the door sliding off his shoes, heading into the kitchen. “I'll make us some dinner.”

“Ooh, can I help?” Botan asked, eyes bright.

The kitsune found her look rather cute and he replied with a soft laugh. “I can't say no to you, Botan.” He waved her to follow.

“Can I help too?” Suichi asked and the red head nodded.

“Of course you can.”

The three of them entered the kitchen and the kitsune put the creamer away then directed tasks for the deity and the boy to complete, helping the girl to chop up the carrots and broccoli while Suichi got a pot of water boiling for the Udon noodles. He then removed some quick frozen round steak, showing them how to cut it against the grain and at a 45 degree angle in thin slices.

“Okay, Suichi, grab one of the silver mixing bowls from under the counter will you? Botan once he does that I want you to put the beef in the bowl and I'll grab the seasonings to mix with it,” Kurama grabbed garlic powder, white pepper, salt, and corn starch, sitting them aside, then measured out some water and oil, placing them in small cups and sat those by the bowl. He opened a drawer, grabbing out a pair of latex gloves, handing them to the deity. “Here Botan, put these on.”

“Okay.” Botan murmured, doing as the kitsune instructed, watching as he measured out the ingredients, mixing them together once he nodded.

Kurama continued his instructions until everything was ready to go and he fried the beef, then the broccoli and carrots, blanching them quickly in another wok with water, before removing a jar of brown sauce from the fridge, adding some potato starch to thicken it. He tossed everything into the sauce, instructing Suichi to drain the noodles. Then the kitsune plated the food and they ate, enjoying each other's company.

After cleaning up the dishes and the kitchen, the three of them headed upstairs to relax.

“Can I practice on the acoustic this time, Shuichi?” The younger boy asked and the kitsune nodded.

“You've been following your lessons at school, I presume?”

“Yep! I'll even play a few songs for you if you wish.”

Kurama smiled. “Alright... go ahead...”

The boy grinned and went over to the guitar rack, pulling up the Alvarez and he sat down in the desk chair, strumming and listening to make sure it was in tune before he played a song, stopping a few times as his brow furrowed.

“Take your time, Suichi. Remember that acoustic guitars require a bit more pressure to the strings as you progress in your chords.”

“Got it..” The boy started again, his playing more clear though the beat was a bit slow as he was still learning.

Kurama sat patiently, correcting the boy gently, reaching out to adjust the fingers on the fret when the boy had to pause and think. “Okay, now repeat those three chords in succession as often as you can. The more you practice, the more natural it becomes until you no longer think and just feel the music.”

Botan watched Kurama, admiring his patience and the seriousness in his features. He will make an excellent father someday. She thought, an image of the kitsune and her posing with a baby with red hair and purple eyes popping in her head and she blushed darkly. I can't believe I just thought that! She exclaimed, looking over at Kurama who was still focused on Suichi and she let out a sigh of relief. Thank God, he can't read my mind. He'd tease me relentlessly over it.

“Suichi!” Kazuya's voice called up the stairs and the boy turned his head to the open doorway.

“Dad's here.” He rose, handing the guitar to Kurama who smiled, placing it back on the rack, following the boy down, Botan behind him.

“Hey, there you are! Did you have fun today?” Kazuya asked, smiling at his son as the boy nodded.

“I did! Shuichi and Botan took me the to arcade and I saw Reiko there, too! Then some jerks harassed her but Shuichi took care of them in a few blows. It was awesome!”

Kurama mentally slapped his forehead at the younger male's words and the subsequent look of concern from Kazuya. I should have told him to keep quiet about the fight.

“Is this true?” Kazuya asked, blinking as Shiori asked,

“Is what true?” As she came back into the living room.

Oh, boy. Kurama thought as he tried to think of a reasonable answer that would minimize what had occurred. “Nothing, really. Just a few thugs harassing the patrons at the arcade. When they picked on Suichi and his friend, I stepped in and took care of it. No one here was hurt.”

“Still, I don't like you fighting, Shuichi,” Shiori said, her features concerned. “What if you had gotten hurt?”

“I didn't want to fight, mother,” Kurama countered. “But if I had not intervened, Suichi would have been hurt and I won't have anyone picking on my little brother.”

Kazuya and Shiori blinked then looked at each other, smiling.

“Shuichi is right to defend his little brother, don't you agree, Shiori?” Kazuya asked, happy at how welcoming the red head was to have a new sibling.

“Well... yes...” The older female said softly looking back towards her son. “It's understandable you would be protective, Shuichi. Just remember that violence doesn't solve everything. Sometimes words can be effective in solving problems.”

“I agree, mother, and I will be careful, I promise.”

“Okay...” She replied then turned to Kazuya. “I'll walk you both to the gate.”

“Bye, Shuichi and Botan! It was fun hanging out with you and hope to do it again soon!”

Botan waved at the boy, beaming. “It was fun hanging out with you as well, Suichi and I look forward to spending time with you again!”

Kurama smiled and waved at the boy before his mother shut the door. Lowering his hand, he sighed. “I guess I should have told him to not talk about the fight.”

“It's okay, Kurama. You mom is just being protective. You should understand that.”

The kitsune looked at her with softer eyes, his features tender “I understand, Botan. I will always protect my family”

Botan blushed at his expression, clearing her throat. “Am I part of your family, Kurama?”

Kurama studied her for a moment. Should I tell her the truth? He wondered. Though the girl seemed to be back to normal, he was still hesitant to tell her the truth about his love for her. He parted his lips, about to answer when the door opened back up and Shiori entered the house, closing the door behind her.

“I am wore out,” She said with a happy sigh. “Kazuya took me to a show then we went dancing and had dinner. I'm not as young as I used to be.”

“Nonsense mother, you're barely 40. You have plenty of life ahead of you.”

Shiori smiled. “My son, the charmer,” She replied, going over and giving her son a kiss on the cheek. “I'm going to head to bed, you two, but Botan you're welcome to stay as long as you like. I know Shuichi misses you when you're gone, even if he never says anything.”

“Mother....” Kurama murmured, blushing a bit.

Botan chuckled at the kitsune's embarrassment. “Thanks Mrs. Minamino! I'm sure he does miss me. After all, I miss spending time with him, too.”

Shiori beamed at this news. Oh? She thought, hope springing in her heart. Things are really progressing now if they admit to missing each other. “Goodnight, you two.”

“Goodnight, mother.”

“Goodnight, Mrs. Minamino.”

The two watched Shiori head down the hall before they both returned upstairs and into Kurama's room. He left the door open as he sat down in his desk chair, the deity sinking down to sit on the end of the bed.

She had sensed his hesitation to talk and she grew curious. “So, Kurama, you were going to answer my question, yes?”

The kitsune looked over at her, voice soft. “The answer is yes, Botan. You are part of my family and I will always protect you, no matter what.”

She smiled at his answer. “That makes me happy to hear, Kurama.”

“Well... I do like to make you happy, Botan,” He said, clearing his throat as the air grew a bit heavy between them. “So... you must be getting close to returning to work, I take it?”

Botan blinked at his change of subject. He always does this when he doesn't want to push an issue. She thought, pouting inwardly though she didn't press him. I love him and nothing will change that. Even if I had to wait forever for him to tell me the truth of his feelings, I am willing to do so. Her features shifted into a bubbly mask to hide her own emotions as she nodded. “Yep! All thanks to you, Kurama! To tell you the truth, I'm anxious to get back to work, though I will miss spending time with you.”

Kurama saw her features shift, knowing she was hiding her feelings behind that bubbly mask she wore. I'm sorry, Peony, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I'm not sure I should right now. “I will miss spending time with you as well, Botan,” He admitted, voice and features softening. “You are always welcome to stay with me any time.” He paused, then added. “And also... my bed is yours.”

Botan blushed at his last statement, pouting when he chuckled softly. “What's so funny?”

He always enjoyed her blush, finding it cute and he laughed softly. “Nothing, Peony. It's just that you're so cute when you blush.”

“Oh you...” She grumbled but smiled a bit at his light laugh, enjoying the way it sounded. “You really are begging for it, mister...”

His eyebrow shot up, eyes twinkling as he teased. “I don't think I have to beg, do I Botan?”

Her face went beet red at his connotation and he laughed again, holding up a hand as she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, catching it effortlessly.

“You've been hanging around Yusuke too much!” She growled, crossing her arms and pouting.

“Hmm... perhaps...” Kurama conceded, lowering the pillow down, his features softening. “It's just so fun to tease you sometimes, I can't help myself.”

“Hmph... see if I cuddle with you tonight!” She threatened, looking away from him in mock irritation.

Kurama flinched, asking, “But are you still staying the night?”

There was something in the way he asked that tugged at her heart and she uncrossed her arms, looking back towards him. “Of course. I've become spoiled resting with you and I don't want to give that up just yet. Even if I do go back to work, I'm still not ready to stay alone in my room. I feel... safer... with you than without you near me.”

He felt relief in her answer. I've become rather spoiled myself, Botan. He admitted silently. The thought of not holding you through the night... hurts... “I am glad to hear that, Botan,” He replied in a warm tone as he rose, heading to his closet. “Shall we rest for the night then?”

Botan watched him head over to grab his pj pants, coming over to stand beside him, smiling as he handed her on of the sets of pajamas she had brought along to store at his place. “Sounds good to me, I do feel a bit tired after everything today.”

The two of them changed into their night attire, sliding into bed, cuddling against each other, falling asleep as darkness ruled the sky, free of the danger that would soon face them.