Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ A New Threat ( Chapter 15 )

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

Another update for my loyal readers. I am so very tired after writing this but it was worth it. Do please leave a few words at the end to let me know how you enjoyed it. Note too, that this will have parts that are shifted around and changed as this is an adaption in parts to fit my narrative. Onto the chapter!

Chapter 15-A New Threat

June 18, 1993 Reikai

Botan entered the ferry girl office, heading straight for her desk. A few of the other girls, including Ayame, were talking in soft tones, their eyes shifting to look at the deity, bright smiles on their faces.

“Botan!” A purple haired girl exclaimed. “It's been forever since we've seen you! I take it you're back to work?”

The blue haired girl smiled and nodded. “I am. How have things been going, Asagao?”

“Well, it's been really busy here this last month,” Asagao replied, reaching over to her desk, picking up a manila folder. “See for yourself.”

Botan took the outstretched file, flipping it open, her eyes scanning the datum. “So many deaths in such a small area? Twenty people within three blocks of Yusuke's school alone?”

“Yeah, it's a bit odd, I admit,” Asagao admitted, eyes twinkling as she added, “But on the plus side I've met and brought up some really cute boys!”

“Asagao...” Botan murmured with a shake of her head though she flashed a bit of smile at the girl's flirty nature.

“Speaking of really cute boys, how are things going with that red haired hottie of yours?”

Botan blinked in surprise at the mention of Kurama before remembering the incidents a few months ago in the ferry girl dorm. “It's going fine.” She replied quickly not elaborating on the fact that despite the deity revealing her feelings to the kitsune, the red head had not returned her confession, though she knew Kurama cared about her deeply, it was his actions alone that spoke the truth of his heart. But I admit it would be nice to hear it from his lips, just how much he truly cares.

Asagao looked at her, quirking an eyebrow, disappointed when the head ferry girl wouldn't share in the gossip. “Come on, Botan... you've been around him long enough to at least have kissed him, right? What was it like hmm?”

Botan felt a bit nervous, unsure of what to say when the PA system went off, a female's voice filtering through the speaker.

“Botan, please report to Koenma's office ASAP.”

“Oops, gotta run!” she giggled to cover her nervousness, relieved from having to answer as she turned and walked quickly out the room, exiting into the hallway that led to Koenma's office. She entered the office, smiling as she called out in a bubbly tone, “Smart, sassy girl reporting for duty!” Her smile fell at the irritated look of her boss and she asked, “What's wrong?”

“This report is what's wrong,” Koenma grumbled, holding up a sheet of paper. “There have been strange fluctuations in energy throughout Yusuke's city.”

Botan frowned. “So soon after the tournament? I thought the youkai would be settled down... and well... there should be no trace of the... other....”

“That's just the thing, Botan. The fluctuations are human in origin,” Koenma replied, lowering the sheet back down. “I know this is your first day back on the job, but I need you to head down to Ningenkai and inform Yusuke of the situation and tell him I want an investigation conducted. It would also be advisable to contact the other detectives if at all possible, in case something more insidious is going on in human world.”

“Yes, sir.” Botan replied with a nod, making to exit the office when Koenma called out,

“Do be careful, Botan. Stick close to the detectives in case things get rough. I don't want you hurt, especially so soon after returning to work.”

The deity was surprised at Koenma's words but nodded once more. “I will, Lord Koenma, sir.” She said softly, exiting the office, turning left as she headed down the hall into the courtyard. Truth be told, the deity was thrilled to be able to assist in another case. I can repay Kurama for the kindness of helping me to heal by doing the best I can to aid in the detectives search for these strange human energy spikes. She thought as she held out her hand, materializing an oar and she slid on, heading to the portal that led to the skies over Tokyo.

Koenma watched her go, turning his attention to the side door as George entered, carrying a small stack of books in his arms. “Did you manage to find what I require, Ogre?”

“Yes, Koenma sir. But why you're so interested about family lineages from the Northern Quadrant of Reikai is beyond me.”

Jr. cast an irritated look at the blue oni. “That's not important for you to know, Ogre. Just put the books down and get Ayame for me.”

“Yes, sir.” George grumbled, dropping his shoulders as he turned and walked dejectedly towards the side door.

“And stop sulking!” Koenma snapped, glaring at his assistant.

George grumbled again, muttering intelligibly as he left the room.

Koenma turned his attention to the top book, reaching out to pull the thick blue bound edition down in front of him. Hopefully the answer that's been eluding me will be in one of these volumes. He thought as he cracked open the cover and began to read.

June 18, 1993 Sarayashiki Jr. High School

Botan entered the human world, zooming straight towards Yusuke's school. She tilted her oar down for a gradual descent, landing on the rooftop of the main building. The ferry girl cast her gaze everywhere, making sure she was alone before she opened the door that led to a stairwell, sneaking downwards and onto the top floor, heading towards the closest storage room. Opening the door, she walked over to the corner, crouching down to remove a panel, reaching in to pull out a storage box, flipping the lid off as she rose, looking around, making sure she was unnoticed before quickly changing into the standard uniform for girls. The deity folded her pink kimono, laying it back into the box, replacing the lid as she tucked the object back into the hidden panel.

Ready at last to find Yusuke, Botan sought out the head detective, her ears picking up the distinct gruff sound of Kuwabara's voice yelling something about feelings and she entered the room, poking up behind the street fighter's friends, features thoughtful as Sawamura, the kid with the shaved hair, said,

“I bet those two were a married couple in a former life.”

“Yes, but the question is who was the husband and who was the wife?” Botan asked, surprising the three boys, leading to ugly visuals and everyone blanched.

“Eww... I think I'm going to be sick...” They murmured in unison.

Yusuke caught a flash of blue hair out of the corner of his eye, stopping his fight with Kuwabara over a sandwich. “Botan, what are you doing here?”

“Well,” The deity began. “Koenma sent me here to inform you about some strange fluctuations of human energy that have been appearing all around the city.”

“Another case so soon? Forget it!” Yusuke grumbled, chucking his thumb over his shoulder. “Just tell my secretary and maybe he can help you out.”

“You brat!” Kuwabara snapped. “You can't just pawn your dirty work off on me!”

“Mr. Kuwabara, Mr. Urameshi, the school bell rang some time ago.” Mr. Takenaka reminded the two boys, turning his attention to Botan. “Young lady, who might you be?”

Botan covered her mouth partly at being caught, using a bad accent as she spoke, “So sorry... foreign exchange student... Japanese very choppy....” She shot out the door before Takenaka could stop her, following Yusuke down the hall and out of sight.

“Alright, Botan, spit it out. What the hell is this new case about?”

“Well, as I said before it has to do with strange energy spikes that seem to be human in origin,” Botan began. “Koenma wants you to check up on these strange occurrences and report back as soon as you have any new information.”

“Yeah, yeah... I'll see if I can fit that into my busy schedule...” He replied in a snarky tone.

Botan frowned. “Yusuke, I know it's been hard for you to adjust to life with regular people after all that's happened, but I had thought you would be more enthusiastic to use those fighting skills of yours to help everyone out.”

Yusuke waved her off. “Well, I'm not interested. I've done enough for you people,” He smirked as he added, “Why don't you go play school girl with Kurama. He might like that kind of role play with you.”

Botan's features morphed from concern to anger in an instant, her hand snaking out, an oar appearing in her grip and she swung downward, striking the dark haired boy on top of the head.

Yusuke dropped to the ground, eyes swirling for a second before he jumped up, gritting his teeth as he whirled around. “What the hell, Botan?!” He snarled, gingerly clutching his lumpy head.

“Perverted jerk!” The deity snapped back. “Kurama would never even suggest anything of the sort with me!”

“Well, how the hell am I supposed to know what you two do alone anyway?!” Yusuke shouted.

“We don't do anything at all, you ass!”

The head detective blinked. “Really? But I thought Kurama....”

“What? You thought that he was in love with me? That might be but I don't know for certain how much he cares for me,” She sighed, lowering her gaze, all her anger abating, replaced by worry as she whispered. “We haven't talked about our feelings since... last month... I don't know if we will ever progress beyond where we are at right now. Still, I do love Kurama, even if I remain a good friend to him, I will always love him.”

Yusuke studied the girl for a moment, brow furrowed as he tried to understand what the girl was going through, voice softening a bit, “Hey, listen. I know you've had a rough go of it lately, but trust me, Kurama loves you. No man would go through what he did to rescue you if he didn't truly love you.”

Botan blinked, lifting her gaze to study the boy. “What he went through?”

“Kurama didn't tell you?” Yusuke asked, quirking an eyebrow as his features turned thoughtful. Man, I know you're reserved, Kurama, but you could at least have explained what you did to save her. “Well, when Kurama figured out you had the orb he didn't hesitate to run to you.. I've never seen him so frightened before in my life,” The boy began, watching the deity's reaction as he continued. “He challenged Yakumo head on with no thought of his own safety. When the netherworld god took you, Kurama was pissed and when we finally were able to get close enough to help you, we heard your scream and it was fox boy who charged up 30 flights of stairs like a bat out of hell to rescue you. He held you and sheltered you with his own body. He carried you all the way to his house, broken, bleeding, and weakened,” Yusuke paused, voice softening again. “So tell me, Botan, does that sound like the actions of a guy that just likes you as a friend and nothing more?”

Botan listened, eyes widening as she learned of Kurama's behavior while she was ill. “I didn't know... I mean... he never told me...”

“Yeah, but that's how fox boy is, you know that as well as I do,” Yusuke replied. “He doesn't like bragging. It's not his style,” He lifted his hand to tap his temple, voice light and a bit teasing. “He prefers to use his brain, remember?”

Botan giggled a bit, relaxing her features. “You know, sometimes you can be nice, Yusuke, I rather like that side of you.”

“Yeah, well, don't go telling anyone about it. I still got my reputation to consider.” Yusuke grumbled, though his eyes twinkled a bit.

“So does that mean you'll check on the energy spikes then?”

Yusuke sighed. “Fine... I'll do it... but I think you should talk to Kurama too... If what you're saying is right and it's something dangerous, I will want his help to kick it's ass.”

“Well, I would, but he has tests all day long,” She replied, her mind flashing to last night. The kitsune had spent most of his time at his desk, studying intently, though she suspected he didn't really need to study at all. Still, he had come to bed, laying beside her as he always did, his arms wrapped around her, speaking to her in soft tones before they fell asleep. A sudden idea sprang in her mind and she beamed. “But I will go see him when classes end. I'll even bring him along and we can meet at your school. Will that work for you?”

“Sure... I'll have Kuwabara wait as well. The more people we have, the faster the search will go and since it's the weekend, we won't have to worry about stupid school.”

“Okay... we'll see you then...” Botan replied, hopping on the oar in her hand, flying out the nearby open window, leaving the head detective to finish his school day. The ferry girl headed towards Kurama's house, zooming past his school and she looked down, smiling a bit. I wonder how he's doing on his tests? Probably acing them all like he usually does. She thought. I'll come back to see him after I take a nap.

June 18,1993 Meiou High School

Kurama sat at his desk, looking down at the small white book in his right hand. The scores for the first half of the tests had been posted and as usual, the kitsune placed first, though he cared little for such trivial things. He felt the sudden ki of Botan and he turned his gaze towards the window, brow furrowed. I know she returned to work today but why is she heading this way? Has something happened that requires my assistance? Truth be told, Kurama was still worried about the girl jumping right into her job so soon after being traumatized. I don't want her hurt again. I want to keep her safe from the darkness. He sensed someone approaching and he turned his attention back down on his book, hiding his concern, his social mask back in place.

“Hey, Shuichi, great job on your tests so far! Perfect scores all around!” A brown haired female said in a soft voice as she came to stand to the kitsune's right. “I saw Kaito when they posted the scores and he sure looked irritated, though I don't know why. So what if he got second place. It's still pretty good, right?”

“True...” Kurama replied softly as he pretended to read, half listening as the girls talked. He knew that Kaito was a very intelligent human and a competitive one at that. But, it's understandable he would also be upset. No one likes losing over and over to the same person, even with something so simple as tests. “But it's just our regular exams, nothing to get too upset about.”

“Gee, Shuichi, you don't have to act like it's no big deal. Are you embarrassed at beating him so easily yet again?” The dark haired girl said, studying the boy with awe struck eyes.

Embarrassed, no, just not a braggart. He thought as he replied, “You know me well...” He replied dryly, shifting his gaze over to them. His eyes caught movement on the brown haired girl's shoulder, a silent gasp erupting in his mind as he frowned, though he quickly squashed it, pointing out towards the door, “Who is that?”

“What?” The two girls turned around, distracted and the kitsune reached out, snatching the bug with his right hand, the book now in his left.

“There's nobody there, silly. Are you pulling our leg?”

“Sorry, must have been my imagination.” Kurama apologized softly.

“Well, anyway, do you want to hang out later?” The girls asked.

He gave them a apologetic smile, voice soft. “Sorry, but I have a project I must complete after school. Perhaps some other time.”

“Okay, we understand.” The girls said, waving at the kitsune as they left.

He watched them go, lowering his book as he opened his right hand, the crushed remnants of a bug like creature visible. Makai insects, the first sign of a large portal from Makai that has been opened. He looked back out the window, features concerned. Could that be why Botan is here? He wondered. If so, that means she must have talked to Yusuke. The bell for the second half of the day rang and students began to shuffle back into class. Kurama lowered his book, returning his gaze to the chalkboard, his features calm and even, betraying none of the worry he felt. After school, I'll make sure to find Botan and ask her what's going on.

The school day ended and Kurama walked out of class, heading towards his locker, lifting his head as he heard a voice call out,

“Hey, Shuichi, do you have a minute?”

Kurama saw a group from the biology club standing near his locker and he approached them. “I'm sorry but I'm rather busy at the moment, perhaps some other time.”

“But you still haven't answered our question about joining.” The club president replied.

The kitsune sighed. Sometimes being a human is rather tedious. He thought as he answered, “As I mentioned before that my weekends are full, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline. Now if you'll excuse me.” He moved past them, opening his locker only to blink as it slammed shut.

“No you don't!” The president snapped, his hand splayed and pressed on the metal door. “You'll join our team or face our wrath.”

Kurama quirked an eyebrow as he looked over at the boy. “Nerd violence.” He murmured dryly, shifting his gaze over towards the window as a dark haired boy shouted,

“Hey man, check it out!”

Kurama frowned as a bunch of males, including the biology club, raced over towards the window, voices varying from open admiration to more lustful whistles and snickers and he walked over to see what the commotion was, his gaze falling on the form of Botan standing in the open section in front of the school, her features full of polite mirth as she talked and laughed with the gang of boys around her.

“That girl is smoking hot!” One boy exclaimed.

“Yeah, I wonder what she's doing here?” Said another.

“Probably looking for her boyfriend, the lucky dog.” A smaller boy commented.

“Does it matter if she's taken or not? Let's go down and talk to her too!”

Kurama felt a possessiveness bloom in his heart and growled, heading back to his locker, opening it and tossing his book bag inside, shutting and locking it as he walked quickly along the hall, racing down their stairs, shoving open the door as he exited. He stalked towards the deity and her admirers, anger welling in his heart at the harassment of his deity.

Botan felt flattered at all the attention though she kept trying to get an answer from the boys around her as to where “Shuichi Minamino” was when her gaze fell on the fast approaching form of the kitsune. Relief filled her and she beamed at him, waving, “Shuichi, there you are!”

The boys turned, various shades of surprise then panic flashing on their faces. Their normally polite and reserved classmate was glaring at them and instinct screamed at them to scatter and so they parted, shuffling off as Kurama stopped before the blue haired girl, turning to face them, features dark and a soft growl erupting from his throat, his body language warning them to back off. That's right, keep walking.

Botan blinked at Kurama's protective stance, his expression rather dark and dangerous and she wasn't sure whether to be worried or flattered. She reached out, touching the kitsune's arm, whispering, “It's alright, Kurama, they were just being nice.”

He felt her touch on his arm, his voice still low, though his body posture relaxed. “I assure you being nice was the last thing on their minds.” He replied, calming himself as he turned to face her.

Botan blushed, voice soft as she drew her hand back. “You needn't have worried. I would take care of them if it came to that.”

Kurama studied the girl for a moment, his voice more gentle. “I know, but I can't help wanting to protect you, Botan,” He smiled at her, waving his hand at her outfit. “I see you visited Yusuke today.”

She looked down at her blue uniform, laughing girlishly. “Well, you know me, I just love playing school girl, heh...heh...”

He quirked an eyebrow, eyes twinkling a bit. “Is that so?”

The teasing tone of his voice made Botan blush even more and she cleared her throat, trying to be serious. “I did visit Yusuke,” She began. “Koenma sent me down here to assist him in his next mission and I thought you would lend a hand.”

“I will be glad to help you and Yusuke in anyway I can but I must ask if the case has something to do with the Makai insects I saw today.”

“Makai insects?” Botan replied in surprise.

“Yes, the kind of insects that come through a stable and large Makai portal,” Kurama answered. “It's rather rare but has happened before, so I wondered if your case had something to do with that.”

“Well, I suppose that could be why there are so many strange energy fluctuations popping up in this sector of Japan.”

“What kind of energy fluctuations are we talking about here?” He asked.

“The human kind.”

Kurama's features turned thoughtful. “Hmm...yes... I suppose the surge of demon energy could influence people with spiritual sense, amplifying their abilities to that of youkai and reigens.”

Botan tapped her lips as she spoke. “That actually makes sense... but why didn't Koenma mention any of that when he sent me down here?”

“It's most likely that he has only recently become aware of these fluctuations and needs eyes on the ground to verify the strange activity. That is why Yusuke and rest of us must assist in this matter.”

Botan smiled, happy that the kitsune was willing to help out. “Well then, shall we go get Yusuke and find out what is going on?”

He nodded, surprising them both by taking her hand, leading her out past the gate, away from the school, unaware at the pair of eyes that watched them from a window high above.

It is as the master said, he is in love with that girl. A dark haired boy thought, reaching up, pushing his sliding glasses back up to the bridge of his nose. I wonder how you'll react when you lose that girl to me, eh, Shuichi? Or should I say, Kurama? He looked down at his watch, frowning as he turned from the window and headed down the stairs and out of the school. I'm running late. I need to meet up with the guys if our plan is going to work.

June 18, 1993 Sarayashiki Junior High

Kurama and Botan walked hand in hand all the way to Yusuke's school, content to be in each other's company, reaching their destination as the sun set low in the sky, the coming of night fast approaching.

“Hmm, that's strange,” Botan replied, looking around. “I told Yusuke to meet us in the front of the school but I don't see him anywhere.”

“Yeah, sorry about that.” Kuwabara's voice called out from behind them and the deity jumped, letting go of Kurama's hand as she turned.

“Gee, Kuwabara, don't sneak up on me like that.”

Kurama turned to face the street fighter, studying the taller boy with curious eyes. We couldn't sense him at all. He hasn't been the same since what happened after Yakumo's attack. It's like all his spiritual energy has disappeared. “I take it Yusuke is not on school grounds?”

“Yeah, the stupid jerk took off with some school kids that challenged him to a fight,” Kuwabara grumbled, crossing his arms. “He told me to wait here for you guys and said he'd be right back but it's been over 10 minutes and Urameshi still hasn't returned. It shouldn't take him that long to beat up some human brats.”

Kurama frowned at the mention of humans. I wonder... “Kuwabara, do you know which direction Yusuke headed?”

“Yeah, just behind the school there's an open field. That's where those guys suggested to fight.”

Botan looked up at the kitsune. “Do you think something bad's happened to him?”

“I'm not sure, but it would be wise to check it out just the same, don't you agree?”

The sound of a distressed creature filled the air and the three of them turned, finding a panicked Puu flying towards them. The round penguin like creature flew right into the ferry girl's arms, chattering in troubled tones, unable to voice what was scaring him.

“Puu... has something happened to Yusuke?” Kurama asked, blinking as the creature nodded and flew back up in the hair, waving his ears as if to say follow me as he took off.

The three of them chased after Puu, stopping at an open part of a fence. A steady breeze tugging at the tall grass of an open field but their eyes were focused down at a black school case lying on the ground. A note fluttered in the wind, held in place above the case by a large gray rock.

Botan crouched down, pulling at the note, rising as she read the content, eyes widening in shock as she read the contents out loud, “Tonight at 11, come to the old mansion at the Rukurokubi estates. You may bring as many people as you like, however, Kurama, Hiei, and Kuwabara must be among them. If these three do not show up then Yusuke Urameshi's survival cannot be guaranteed.”

“Say what?!” Kuwabara exclaimed. “That jerk got himself kidnapped and now we have to go save him?!”

Botan handed Kurama the note as he read it, frowning. “It smells human,” He commented, lowering the note, his features grim. “Whoever took Yusuke had to be very strong. It is most likely that they are the ones causing those energy spikes Koenma told you about, Botan.”

“What energy spikes?” Kuwabara asked, looking at the red head in confusion.

“Didn't Yusuke tell you what was going on?” Botan asked.

“No, he just told me to wait for you guys to show up.” The street fighter replied.

Botan quickly informed the boy about their next mission and Kuwabara frowned.

“Freaky humans with powers, huh? Sounds about right.” He cracked his knuckles. “Well, we can't let them get away with this! We need to get to that mansion and kick their butt!”

“Well, normally I agree but there's just one 5 foot problem we need to resolve first.” Kurama said softly.

“5 foot problem? Oh, you must mean the shrimp right?”

“Astute as always, Kuwabara.” Kurama deadpanned . “But it's hard to find Hiei when he doesn't want to be found. He's rather good at suppressing his energy.”

“Well, it's too bad Hiei's not here, we could use his Jagan to find himself!” Botan replied.

“That's right!” Kuwabara added.

Kurama blinked at their nonsensical comments, amused at their expressions when the pair realized what they'd said. “Well, logic is panic's prey.”

Botan frowned at his teasing words but gathered herself, looking over at Puu. “Puu, head over to Keiko's and stay there, okay? We're going to go find Hiei.”

“Yeah, let's go!” Kuwabara said with a nod.

“Agreed.” Kurama replied and the three of them took off towards the train station that would take them into the city.

The trio began their search, standing over a walkway that stretched over the busy street below.

“This is proving rather difficult.” Kurama said softly, his hands stuffed in his pocket as he stood next to Kuwabara.

“Yeah, can't Koenma just find him for us?” Kuwabara asked.

Botan rested her hands on her hips. “Koenma wouldn't have spirit detectives if he had to do all the work himself,” A sudden thought bloomed in her mind and she gasped. “That's right! We could use Yusuke's detective items!”

“Detective items?” Kuwabara asked, looking at the girl in confusion.

“Well, Koenma had a kit made up to help Yusuke when he first starting working for him,” She paused, pointing at Kurama. “He used some of the equipment when he was tracking down you and Hiei, but then he broke the compass with Rando,” She paused, tapping her lips. “Then he lost the mirror so I refurbished them all but after that I forgot them in my pink kimono which I haven't worn much in the last month, eh heh...” She rambled.

Kuwabara leaned over towards Kurama, covering his mouth as he whispered conspiratorially, “I think she's gone crazy.”

The kitsune quirked an eyebrow, defending the deity as he replied, “You're hardly the standard for wild outbursts.”

“I'll go get the kit and come back to you as quick as I can.”

“We will meet up in the nearby park then,” Kurama replied before calling out to the deity as he watched her run off. “And do please be careful, Botan. I don't want you hurt.”

Botan stopped, turning to face the red head, giving him her brightest smile. “Don't worry, Kurama, I will return to you shortly, alright?”

It was difficult to not follow her but Kurama knew the ferry girl had a job to do. And I will not always be able to stick close to her. But that doesn't mean I can't still worry over her when she's gone.

An hour passed and the deity returned, carrying a gray case. She sat it on the ground, tapping the top and it flipped open, revealing a screen and various tools and items. “Voila, all the gadgets of a spirit detective.”

“Wow, just like a secret agent!” Kuwabara exclaimed, crouching down to check out the gadgets.

Kurama leaned forward, resting his hands on his legs as he studied the inside of the case. “So which item will help us to find Hiei?”

Botan was unprepared to answer, not used to having to explain or decide how to use the items. “Well... let's see,” She reached out, clutching a watch with a dial on it. “We can use the demon compass to find him.”

“Couldn't Hiei simply manipulate it with his energy?” Kurama asked as he studied the girl intently.

Her brow furrowed under his gaze. Gah, you're making me a bit nervous, Kurama. She pouted but clicked open the compass. “Not anymore! All we need is something that belongs to Hiei, like a strand of his hair and the compass will lead us directly to him.”

“Well, I confess I don't have a locket of his hair or anything else of his for that matter.” Kurama replied. I'm sorry, Peony, I don't mean to put you on the spot but time is pressing and we must find Hiei quickly if we are to save Yusuke.

Botan frowned, putting the watch away. “I see what you mean,” She reached out, picking up another device. “How about the psychic spy glass? We can see through brick walls and search the entire city.”

“In less than an hour?” Kurama countered.

The deity felt the pressure building and she couldn't think straight as she picked up another device. “Forget about seeing through brick walls, we'll just blow them up with this concentration ring, eh heh, heh...”

Kuwabara and Kurama blinked then sighed in exasperation.

“Forget it! There's got to be something in this dumb case that can help us find the shrimp!” The street fighter grumbled, tossing out various tools.

“Hey, be careful! I'm accountable for that!” Botan chided him.

“Perhaps it's the wrong approach,” Kurama began, looking down at the kit once more. “Instead of tracking him, perhaps there is something that could bring him to us?”

“No way! Botan would have mentioned it if she had something like that!” Kuwabara growled.

Botan's eyes lit up. “I do have something like that!” She cried, reaching into the kit, pulling out a yellow whistle as she rose, holding it out for them to see. “This is the mystic whistle. It works kind of like a dog whistle but for youkai instead. The stronger your ki, the more intense the sound. I can make it go at least 60 miles.”

Kurama and Kuwabara stood, watching the girl as she added, “You may want to cover your ears. The noise is really annoying.”

The street fighter plugged his ears with his fingers while Kurama covered his ears with his hand.

Botan drew in a long breath then blew into the whistle and the red head winced, fighting the urge to collapse to his knees in pain.

“Ah! It penetrates my brain!” He said as he grit his teeth, withstanding the barrage of sound waves as they slammed into his head.

“Really? I'm not hearing anything but the birds.” Kuwabara replied, taking his fingers out of his ears as he looked around.

Botan lowered the whistle, her gaze shifting over to Kurama, frowning at the look of pain in his features. “I'm sorry about that, Kurama, but hopefully Hiei will show up and we can head over to the mansion to rescue Yusuke.”

The kitsune lowered his hands, panting a bit, voice soft. “Do not apologize, Botan, I will survive.” He blinked as a flash of black crashed down from a nearby tree, smirking at the sight of a disorientated Hiei.

The fire demon sat up, wincing as he clutched his head. “What repulsive creature makes my eardrums bleed.”

The trio stalked over to him, looking down in varying shades of amusement.

“Well, I'm so glad you could show up to join us, Hiei.” Botan said first, watching as the small man rose, dusting off his clothing.

“I didn't know it was you,” He retorted. “I only came to find the source of that vile noise and kill it.”

Kurama drew out the note in his pocket, handing it to Hiei. “Here, you better read this.”

The fire demon took the note, slapping it with the back of his free hand. “So the detective's been kidnapped. Guess he got too cocky and took on the wrong opponent. Wish I had been there to see it.” He handed the note back to Kurama, turning to walk away.

Kurama frowned as his best friend made to leave, his voice firm but soft. “You must be curious, Hiei. Someone strong enough to overcome Yusuke must certainly provide a challenge.”

Hiei looked over his shoulder, smirking at his friend's attempt to convince him. “Nice try but I no longer care.”

Botan studied the small man with troubled eyes. “But Hiei, how can you think like that? If you walk away, Yusuke could be killed.”

The fire demon stopped, turning to face her. “Not my responsibility,” He began, lecturing her. “You should know by now this is a kill or be killed world. If you're too weak to help yourself you have no one to blame when you fall.”

Kurama moved closer to Botan, not happy at his friend's tone towards the ferry girl, drawing the Koorime's attention back to him. “What if helping us served your own interests?”

“Explain.” Hiei replied, casting his red eyes up at the taller man.

“The culprits are most likely human and we both know what powerful humans like to hunt.” Kurama answered. “If they are allowed to kill Yusuke, then you could be next.”

“Well, while the idea of fighting humans interests me, I still don't feel aiding in your cause.”

Botan listened to the two men talk, features growing determined as she asked, “I wonder Hiei, how do you like being tied down to one city?”

The fire demon cast an irritated gaze over at the girl. “What do you think?”

“Well, if you agree to help us, I will have Koenma cut your sentence to time served.”

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Kuwabara asked.

“There's no other way and time is running out,” Botan countered, looking from the street fighter back to the fire demon, voice and features firm. “Make your call, Hiei.”

Kurama looked at Botan, surprised and delighted at her use of logic. She really is something when she puts her mind to it. He thought with pride, smiling as the Koorime was reeled in.

“Fighting humans to win my freedom. Yes, I do believe I can assist you after all.”

Botan felt relief at his answer, rushing forward. “Then let's go. This is one house party we do not want to be late for.”

June 18, 1993 The House of Four Dimensions

The four of them made their way to the Rukurokubi estates, stopping at the gate, each staring at rather elaborate and bizarrely designed house.

“Man, this place sure looks weird.” Kuwabara murmured as he took in the crazy architecture.

“Well, you would know all about looking weird.” Hiei shot softly at the taller man.

“Stuff it, shrimp!” Kuwabara growled glaring down at the fire demon who merely smirked in response.

“Well, there is no time to waste, we should head inside.” Kurama said, starting forward.

“Hey, Botan, you should stay here. It may get dangerous in there.” The street fighter offered.

“That's great and all, but there's no way I'm not coming with you.” The deity countered.

Kurama agreed, not wanting the only non fighter left alone and vulnerable to attack from outside. I will not let her be harmed. I will keep her safe. He vowed as he spoke. “Botan is right. It is best to stick close together.”

The four of them walked cautiously up to the covered entrance, stopping before a set of brown doors, open hands the color of gold stretching out where knobs should be and their gazes fell on the note posted on the right side door. They leaned forward reading the instructions.

“The House of Four Dimensions. This do not, ever utter the word hot.” Botan recited out loud.

“Hmm... is it some kind of riddle?” Kuwabara asked.

Kurama stepped forward. “No, it's a warning,” He replied. “The kidnappers are playing a dangerous game and I fear something bad may happen on the other side of this door. We must proceed with caution.” The kitsune reached out, pushing open the left side door, heading inside first, the rest of them following. They stopped before another set of doors, circular in pattern and they slid open, a blast of heat sweeping over the four of them and the kitsune's eyes narrowed, stepping closer to the deity who stood to his right as he sensed a strong shift in the energy that surrounded them.

A device hung above the open room, shooting out mists of steam high above, hiking up the temperature and the deity fanned herself, unaccustomed to such intense warmth, forgetting herself as she spoke, “The steam in here makes it feel like an oven it's so.....”

Kurama's hands snaked out, covering the girl's mouth, silencing her voice. His concern and worry of losing her to so simple a thing as a taboo word made him react. I need to understand better what is going on, but not at the cost of you being hurt, Botan. He thought as he spoke. “Remember the word we are not supposed to say.”

“Did you sense that Kurama?” Hiei asked.

The kitsune turned his attention over to the fire demon. “Yes. When we entered this room, the energy here changed. It's as if we've been transported to a different space.”

“Or a different space time,” A male voice called out and the kitsune brought his gaze forward, lowering his hand from Botan's mouth as the voice continued. “Welcome to the house everyone. I'm so glad you made it.”

“Hey, that's one of the guys that Urameshi went off with.” Kuwabara said, glaring at the boy.

Kurama's features shifted a bit, recognizing the male in front of them as the dark haired boy continued.

“Recognition, I just love how that feels.”

Kurama stepped forward, eyes narrowed. “His name is Yu Kaito.”

Kuwabara blinked. “Hold on, how do you know that?”

“He is a classmate. All of his scores are second only to mine,” He began, keeping his eyes on the shorter boy. “Remarkably bright for his age. I've never spoken to him personally and naturally I've never told him about you,” He paused, his voice more insistent as he studied his classmate. “Kaito, where did you get your information? And what reason could you have to kidnap Yusuke?”

Kaito chuckled softly as the studied the group, smirking as he replied, “It's a real mystery, isn't? I hear your team won something called the dark tournament and I was told that's quite a feat. My congratulations,” He paused, shifting to sit down in one of the molded seats directly facing them. He crossed his legs, crooking his right elbow on the arm rest, tilting his head as he rested it against his fist, studying the group with a smirk. And now the game begins. The boy thought as he continued. “Really I was most surprised about you, Shuichi. Try to put yourself in my place. Learning that your school rival has this strange ability to manipulate plants.”

Kurama listened, a dark look crossing his features. Have you been watching us this whole time, Kaito?

Ah, a look of anger. Interesting. Just like at the school yard earlier when those boys talked to Botan. I wonder how much I can push him until he loses his cool? “Ooh... that's a scary look. I don't ever remember you making that face in the classroom. But then, we both hide things from our peers, don't we? You see, I found out I have a talent too. And being such great champions as you are, I was hoping to test them out on you.”

“You're out of your mind!” Kuwabara snapped. “We've gone through stuff you could only dream about!”

Hiei had heard enough. All this talk is useless and I'm getting irritated. “I'll take him,” He murmured out loud, drawing the hilt of his katana up, pulling the sword from it's scabbard. “You'll find my impatience to be an asset.” He leapt up, flying at blinding speed.

Kaito sat, unmoved, calling out softly. “You'll be sorry...”

“I doubt that!” Hiei growled, swinging the blade sideways, blinking as his katana hit an energy barrier, causing the blade to shatter and the fire demon landed, holding his scabbard in his left hand and a broken hilt in the other.

“Never doubt...” Kaito replied, smirking down at the smaller man.

“What the hell just happened?!” Kuwabara exclaimed.

“You see, this is a very special room. Being a bookworm it's quite easy to figure out what I would ban, violence. Only your words have power here. Just make sure you follow my one rule.”

“What's he saying?” Kuwabara asked.

“He must mean the note on the door.” Botan replied, watching the interaction with worried eyes. Something didn't feel right about this room and the situation and she moved closer to the kitsune.

Kurama sensed her apprehension. It will be alright, Botan. Do not fear. He thought. “Indeed.” His eyes focused on his best friend, sensing the Koorime's rising anger. Don't do it, Hiei. Don't be tempted into falling for his trap.

Hiei growled. Stupid human. He snarled inwardly as he rose.

Kaito could see the rage crossing the smaller man's features. This one should be easy enough to trick. All I have to do is push his buttons a little and he'll explode. “I can see why that disturbs you, Hiei. In the fighting world, your skill lets you bully anyone you want. But in my world you're nothing more than a tiny sword less man. You can't touch me or harm me and that bothers you, doesn't?”

Crap. Kurama thought at the rage visible in the fire demon's features and his body language, knowing full well how Hiei would react to being taunted. “He's trying to goad you into getting angry, Hiei. Do not let him bother you so easily.”

“Hah...” Hiei snorted, ignoring his best friend. “Any one with access to energy can make a shield. How do we know you're not bluffing?”

Oh hoh, and here it comes. Kaito smirked inwardly. “There's only one way.”

“No three letter word can rule my fate. Hot..”

“Nmm mmm mmm...” Kaito tisked, watching as the fire demon froze, electricity sprouting around him, a purple orb shooting out of Hiei's body, floating over to Kaito as he fell over.

“I told him not to doubt me, but that's what happens when you say the taboo word. Your soul becomes part of my territory.”

Hiei's body fell over and Kuwabara and Botan raced over, kneeling down beside him.

Kurama glared at Kaito. This is a dangerous game you are playing Kaito. He thought looking over at his friend.

“You lose a point. We now have two hostages. Will you go home or play the round?” Kaito asked. Well, I took your best friend and you're angry but not angry enough, Shuichi. The boy slid his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose. “It's quite fun, living a life full of secrets, fighting opponents with special powers. I only started last month but I've worked hard. The first challenge was learning how to control my power. The guys and I call it manifesting our territory. So far I can extend my power to over a 10 meter radius. So long as I concentrate, everything around me must follow my rules. Imagination turned to physical law.”

Kurama's mind worked on different variables, the clue given within the boy's own words. “By that logic, if we incapacitate you, the rules of your territory will cease and Hiei's soul will return to his body.”

“I don't know, though it's possible. No one's beaten me yet so it hasn't come up.”

“That's it! I can't handle this dork's ego trip one second longer!” Kuwabara snapped.

Kaito sighed. “How do you stand these friends of yours, Shuichi? They're too dull to handle one decent conversation. It must get lonely, being the only smart one of the group. But you haven't answered yet. Will you go home or play through the round?”

Kurama frowned. There's more to life than discussing philosophy and quantum theories, Kaito. The kitsune thought, his gaze shifting over to Botan. Love, trust, and acceptance are things that you cannot gain by simple words alone. They must be earned and are therefore more rewarding when you succeed. He blinked, his attention drawn to Kuwabara as he countered,

“You're forgetting the third option.”

“Really? I'm drawing a blank.”

“We forget Hiei and move on to the next room.”

Botan fell over. “What? Kuwabara, Hiei is your teammate! You can't just leave him!”

“Why not?! It's his own code. I say we leave him for now and come back and get him when we get Urameshi back.”

“You do have a brain after all,” Kaito replied. “Though it's not a very good one. That option isn't valid because you can't get through a doorway without the proper key.”

A tall figure walked through the door behind Kaito, locking it and sliding a key into his suit pocket. He stood at post, smirking as the book worm continued to talk.

“That is Yanagisawa and he has the only key to that door.”

Kuwabara marched over, threatening the equally tall purple haired boy to give him the key, trying to punch him only to have his wrist bent for the effort and Kurama sighed inwardly. Kuwabara...

“So, have you decided?” Kaito asked, amused at everything.

Kurama looked from the injured Kuwabara back to his classmate, resolved to fight. He leaves me no choice. I must do this; whatever it takes I will beat him. “I will play by your rules, Kaito, whatever they are.”

Three more chairs were added to the room and the remaining members of the team sat down. Botan took her place by Kurama while Kuwabara sat close to a fridge along the side wall. The kitsune rested his right leg over his left, crossing his arms as he studied his classmate. On more than one occasion, Kurama caught the book worm studying Botan with interest and inwardly he growled but kept his composure. He considers me his rival and seeks to upset and humiliate me. If he knows or learns of how I feel for Botan, he could hurt her to get to me and I will not allow that to happen.

“So Kurama, you said you go to school with this dork What else do you know about him?” Kuwabara asked and the kitsune turned to face the larger boy.

“Yu Kaito is a classmate of mine as I stated before. His intellect is ranked at the genius level with some of his scores the highest since the school's inception.”

Arrogant aren't you, Shuichi? Kaito thought as he lowered his book. “That's a round about way of bragging, Shuichi. If I'm the prince, that makes you the king since you always beat me on tests.”

Kurama tilted his head. “Cumulatively yes, my scores are superior but in certain subjects such as language and literature, you far surpass me. You've even published essays on literary theory.”

“A young genius writer, huh?” Kuwabara grumbled. “I bet we're cooler than anything you've read in a book!”

Kaito returned his attention to his book, his voice and features dismissive. “Not really...”

Kuwabara rose, irritated. “It's so obvious what you're trying to do, making us sweat it out in this room until we say your stupid word. It must be over a 100 degrees in here..” He growled, wiping the sweat off his neck.

“80 to be precise, with 80 percent humidity. I keep it this way for my tropical plants. A tribute to Shuichi,” He corrected. “But if you are in need of something to drink, I have plenty of refreshment to choose from in that little white fridge over there. There are even chilled glasses if you wish to use them.” He added, laughing softly at Kuwabara's irritation.

“What are you chuckling about bookworm? Did you poison the drinks or something?”

Kaito laughed harder. Another one that gets easily riled. Let's see if he slips up next. “Me, use all my intellect just to poison you?” He sneered, pointing up at the larger man. “You're a very intelligent guy, you know that?” He said mockingly.

Kuwabara growled, glaring down at the smaller boy. “And you bark a lot for a wienie dog.”

Botan watched the two boys talk, leaning closer to Kurama as she whispered. “Kaito seems to relish taunting everyone. Why is that, Kurama?”

The kitsune turned his attention towards her, whispering in return. “Some people are naturally given to their ego and believe in their own superiority, Botan. There are times when I have been... arrogant and believed myself to be better than those around me. But I am not who I once was. I understand now that there is more to life than simply being smarter than everyone else,” He paused, giving her a soft smile meant only for her. “It is the little things in this world that have more meaning to me,” His smile fell, returning his attention to Kaito as he sensed the shorter boy's eyes on them. “But for people like Kaito, they will have to learn the hard way that no matter how smart you are, there will always be someone able to beat you at your own game.”

The bookworm frowned, turning his attention back to the kitsune, hearing every word spoken between the two. An interesting threat, Shuichi, but do you truly believe that you can beat me in linguistics? Something you yourself acknowledged I had a better grasp of than you? Or is this your way of soothing the worry in that lovely girl's heart and mind about the dire situation you will all soon be in?

Kuwabara walked over to the fridge, opening the door as he looked inside.

Botan saw the perspiration on the kitsune's skin and decided to grab him a beverage as well and she rose, heading over to the fridge as well. “Hold up, Kuwabara, let me get drinks for everybody okay?”

Kurama blinked when the deity rose, calling out softly. “It's okay, Botan, I'm do not require anything.”

“Don't be silly, Kurama. I can't let our best mind go without a bit of refreshment,” She leaned down, inspecting everything. “Well... how about OJ, it's better for everyone than soda.”

Kuwabara smirked, knowing the kitsune was watching them and said in a teasing voice, “Hey Botan why don't you pour the OJ in a glass and you and Kurama could share with each other, I bet he'd like that.” He froze suddenly as his stomach seized, yellow energy swirling around him as matching orb zoomed away from the street fighter and straight to Kaito.

“That's two....” The bookworm replied, laughing softly.

Kurama gasped, rising from his chair. “What is the meaning of this, Kaito?!” Kurama exclaimed.

Botan was shocked to see her friend lose his soul and her confusion got the better of her as she rose and went over towards Kurama, pointing an accusing finger at the dark haired boy. “That's cheating, Kaito, he never even muttered the word hot!”

Kurama's ears registered the deity's usage of the taboo word and his eyes widened, panic flashing across his face as he whirled around to face her.

Botan looked at Kurama in horror, ashamed at having put her foot in her own mouth. I'm so sorry, Kurama. Her eyes spoke what her voice could not as her body suddenly stiffened.

No! Not her! The kitsune cried inwardly as he reached out, watching helplessly as the girl froze, blue energy swirling around her, forming into an orb that shot over to Kaito.

“That's three...” Kaito said, grinning. “I can't believe how easy that was. Your friend lost his soul because one can not say the letters h, o, or t in a row. It's a puzzle of diction and I cannot bend the rules. The girl however was rather foolish and became prey rather easily to my territory.”

Kurama lowered his arm to his side, studying the ferry girl's immobile body. He saw the look of shame in the girl's eyes at her foolish blunder, his own eyes reflecting the pain of losing her to something so stupid as a mere word. She's been taken from me again and I was helpless to stop it.

Kaito focused his gaze on the kitsune's features, smirking a bit. My, my. Another look I never saw before from you and quite a surprising one at that. “Why the long face, Shuichi? Does the loss of Botan upset you that greatly? She's just a silly girl with silly emotions and feelings. Hardly worthy of one such as yourself, though I grant you she's rather beautiful.”

“Kaito...” Kurama growled, anger replacing pain as he clenched his fists. You took Botan from me, yet play to my pride. What kind of game are you playing? Kurama closed his eyes, gathering himself. Being angry and upset will not do. I am the only one left. If I am to save her and the others, I must focus on beating him at his own game. He sat back down, looking over at the boy with mild contempt as the book worm spoke,

“I see now why you find her so appealing, Shuichi. Her soul is blinding in it's beauty. So innocent and pure, full of a light that is rather humbling. I find I like her soul best,” He paused, lifting the orbs up closer to inspect them. “Souls are the only thing you can't make stronger with training. You can only darken them.”

Kurama's eyes narrowed at Kaito's words, fighting to hide the growing rage and fear that festered under the calm facade he wore. If you hurt her so help me God, I will destroy you.

The dark haired human sensed the intense glare from the kitsune. You really are attached to this girl, aren't you, Shuichi? Given what I see now, I understand the attraction. She is light and you are dark. You two complement each other quite nicely. But does she truly know the depths of your darkness? Or are you too scared to show her and that's why you and her remain good friends, despite your love for her and hers for you? He smirked, a thought coming to him then. Shall I test just how much you love her, Shuichi? “Should I darken my soul right now, Shuichi? It's rather strange, having so much power over people. You must feel it all the time,” He reached out, his fingers hovering over Botan's orb. “Yes, perhaps a little scratch...”

Gold flecks burst in the kitsune's emerald eyes at the threat of harm to the ferry girl. “I'm warning you,” He began, his voice lower, lethal in it's intent as he continued. “You so much as bruise Botan's spirit and I will show you pain. The hue of your soul will cease to matter because I will obliterate it and there will be nothing left of you to judge when you die.”

There was a danger in his words that made Kaito shiver in apprehension. And I do believe you mean that, Shuichi. You truly do care about her, so much so you'd kill anyone who tried to harm her. The master was right. You are a very dangerous and lethal opponent. Especially when the one you care about most is threatened. “Interesting. You'll have to teach me how to talk like that after I beat you.”

Kurama relaxed his body a bit, passively testing a theory, elated to see vines begin to crawl up the book case to his right, heading straight for Yana. He kept his features fixed in mild contempt, not wanting to tip his hand too soon, sensing the vines retract and wound down around the side of his chair and he reached down with his right hand, grasping the little gift his plant had brought. “How long do you think you can continue to play this game, Kaito?” He asked suddenly, holding up a key in his right hand.

Kaito blinked, recognizing it as the key to the door. “How did you get that?” He rose up, looking up the short staircase, voice firm. “Yana?!”

“Relax man, he's just messing with you,” Yana replied, reaching into his pocket. “I got the key right here...” He frowned. “What? But how...” The purple haired boy lifted his gaze, gasping at the sight of several vines growing on the ceiling. “You picked my pocket with plants? You really are a world class freak.”

The insult did not bother the red head as he shifted his gaze back to Kaito. “I was not stopped since I refrained from violence. With gentle discreteness I merely borrowed the key,” He fed energy to his plants, arms crossed as the vegetation bloomed exponentially. And now I will begin your defeat, Kaito. “Seems we can use our powers in your territory as long as we follow the rules,” He paused, adding. “Keep Botan, Hiei, and Kuwabara's souls in perfect condition, Kaito. You've found yourself in over your head.”

Lightning crashed outside, illuminating the window on the upper most section of the side wall, thunder shaking the house as a storm began to brew outside. Kurama remained sitting, inwardly smirking at the human's words.

“You can't intimidate me. I still have the upper hand. You have to beat me at my game.”

And that's what I'm counting on. Kurama thought as he asked, “Tell me, is it possible to change your taboo? Neither of us will say the word and I was hoping to up the challenge.”

Kaito studied the red head with mild surprise. He knew that Kurama was very intelligent and rather arrogant in his abilities. You think you can beat me in a word game, eh? I'm intrigued. “Of course, Shuichi. I was planning that all along. I don't want to beat my rival with a simple word gag. I want a real challenge of wits.”

And so it begins. Kurama thought. “Allow me to set the rules of the game and I promise that I will make you say the taboo within 45 minutes and thereby free my friends souls.”

“You're that confident you can beat me?” Kaito replied, features thoughtful. “Alright... but what if you cannot get me to say the taboo?”

Kurama tilted his head. And now for the bait. “Then you may have my soul as well.”

“Oh my... you are very serious aren't you?”

Kurama did not answer instead he said, “Well, are you in? Or will you cower from something in which you have the obvious advantage?”

Kaito pushed up his glasses. You are rather brilliant, Shuichi. But arrogant. You can't beat me, yet here you are acting like it's all your idea. “I accept your challenge. Now let's hear the taboo that ended Shuichi's life.”

And now the hook is set. “It starts with one letter but as time passes, more and more letters are taken off the board. There are 26 letters in the alphabet and 45 minutes to play, thus every 104 seconds we will lose another letter, starting at the end at z and working backwards.”

“And at the end of the game, every letter will be taboo.” Kaito replied, chuckling a bit. “I like your imagination. This game will be fun,” He paused, looking up at the clock. “It's 12:50. Why don't we start at 1 o'clock.”

“Sounds perfect.” Kurama agreed.

Kaito wrote the new rules for the taboo. “Follow the rule both host and guest. Don't utter a letter crossed off from the list. Each 104 seconds note too, another letter becomes taboo.”

The energy in the room changed as the boys both replied, “We begin.”

Kaito began by using z then y before they were crossed off the list. “I find this game very enjoyable don't you?”

“Careful, Kaito, you'll tire yourself out and make a mistake.”

One by one the letters were eliminated, using remaining letters to communicate. They were a third through the list when Kaito rose.

“Going off?” The kitsune asked.

The book worm looked over his shoulder, using what letters remained to explain, “Need a john.”

Kurama watched him go. And now you've sealed your fate, Kaito. The kitsune fed his plants more aggressively, the vegetation blooming into a full grown field of flowers and vines. The vines wrapped around Yana and his mouth, keeping him silent, lifting him up before gently letting go, the tall boy falling down, knocked out from the drop.

Kaito, meanwhile flushed the toilet after relieving himself, using the quiet of the room to think. What is that genius mind of yours up to, Shuichi? You know I won't slip up on my own, yet you sit there, like a king on your throne, letting the clock run, knowing that if neither of us say the taboo, you will still fall to the rules. The book worm rubbed his chin. He must be waiting for the end when no one can speak to commit some heinous trick. I'll make sure to watch him carefully.

A sudden crash was heard and Kaito raced out the double doors, gasping at the sight of Yana knocked out. How is this possible? He looked up, watching as the vines retracted. Of course! The vines gently lifted him up and must have gently let go. But does that mean he moved on? His brow furrowed. No, Shuichi is protective of his friends and he's attached to the girl. He wouldn't just leave them behind, unless...unless he found a way to take them with him! He raced forward, gasping at the sheer volume of plant life sprouting throughout the room. You bastard... how did you manage to do this so quickly?

Kaito waded through the brush, coming to the center. What? They're still here? That means he's still in the same room! He looked around nervously at the mass of plants that surrounded him. This is how it should be adversary. Your world against mine.

A sudden crash made the boy jump and he whirled around, eyes darting about. Where the hell are you? He looked down at the letter board. Two thirds of the letters are restricted which means he probably plans to sneak up on me and scare me into screaming a taboo. Well I won't fall for it! He vowed. I'll just stand here in the center. Yes... you won't be able to sneak up on me that way.

Kurama sat on the steaming device high in the air, looking down at the boy. And now to finish you off, Kaito. He thought, willing the vines to wrap around his legs, slowly lowering him behind the boy, knowing that only a and b remained and he opened his hands, placing them on each side of his mouth as he shouted as loud as he could, “Baaaaaaaaaaa!”

Kaito jumped at the sound, covering his mouth to stop his scream, whirling around when b was crossed off. I've finally beaten you, Shuichi! His mind yelled in triumph only to have his features shift into a look of surprise at the sight of the kitsune hanging upside down with the goofiest expression on his face and the book worm blinked, fighting back the urge to laugh unable to contain it as he pointed and burst into a fit of laughter as he snorted and grabbed his stomach. “Ahh ha, ha, ha! N.... Noooo!” He cried as his soul zoomed out, Kaito's body falling over, the energy changing again as the three lost souls returned to their vessels, Botan, Hiei, and Kuwabara showing various shades of relief.

Kurama sat in the chair, retracting his plants. “Kaito's territory is no more.” He murmured, looking over at his fallen classmate.

“Tricked at his own crazy game of pretend.” Kuwabara said. “Serves the jerk right... But we'd be lost without you, Kurama.” He paused, looking over at the Koorime as he added tersely, “And not thanks to you, Hiei!”

The fire demon looked around in avoidance. “Hmm...” He murmured, unable to argue the point of his short temper.

The kitsune shifted his gaze over to Botan, relieved to see her back to normal though his brow furrowed when she lowered her gaze in shame. Botan... his mind murmured in concern. With the danger over, he was a bit upset with the deity for foolishly blurting out the taboo word. But you must know I only want you to be safe, Botan.

The deity was embarrassed at what had happened. He probably thinks I'm really stupid. She whispered silently, not able to look at him. Maybe later I can talk to him and explain myself better.

Kurama rose out of the chair. “Be that as it may, Kaito is defeated and it's time to press on.” He walked over, crouching down, retrieving the second key from the boy's pocket. The kitsune rose, turning to face his friends. “Shall we go?”

“One moment,” Botan whispered. “Let me grab the detective kit.” She walked over to the gray case, crouching down to pick it up, returning the boys and the four of them headed up the short steps to the first door. Kurama unlocked it, traveling down a short hallway to a second door. After that was unlocked, they quickly came to a third where a note was taped to the surface.

“If this door is opened without Yanagisawa's permission then Yusuke Urameshi will be killed instantly.” Kurama read out loud.

“More delays? This crap is really getting old!” Kuwabara growled.

The kitsune reached out, ripping the note off the door as he turned around. “No time like the present. We'll have to return to the starting point and wait for Yanagisawa to regain consciousness.”

The group made their way back to the first room, surrounding the purple haired boy, watching as he slowly woke up.

“Nap time is over.” Kurama replied in a cool voice, glaring down at the teen.

“So you beat my old pal Kaito, eh? Impressive but what is it you want with me.”

Kurama held up the note. “We need your permission to open the door so that Yusuke won't be killed.”

Yana smirked. “That is a very good reason for returning all the way here.”

“You better do what we ask unless you harbor a death wish.” Hiei spat, looking up at the tall man.

Yana snorted. “Those tactics don't work here, Hiei. So if you want your friend to survive, you'll keep your mouth shut and do exactly what I tell you.”

Hiei growled but did not respond.

“I can't believe we have to take this dweeb's abuse.” Kuwabara grumbled.

Kurama glared as the purple haired boy laughed but turned, leading them to the third door which he opened, allowing the rest of the group to enter. “Interesting...” The kitsune commented, his eyes focused on several sets of stairs in different colors leading upwards.

“Wow... this house is so big you even have a stair museum.” Kuwabara commented, looking around.

“Yusuke is on the next floor but each of you must take a different staircase to reach him.”

Kurama narrowed his gaze at the taller boy. Of course something like this would happen. “What is the reason of separating us?”

“Well... it's like the old saying goes. That's for me to know and for you to find out.” Yana replied, chuckling.

“Cocky jerk...” Kuwabara grumbled. “It's obvious this weasel is laying a trap for us.”

“I agree, Kuwabara,” Kurama replied. “But since we cannot travel on one stairway together, we have no choice but to risk our safety to get to Yusuke.”

Botan listened to the kitsune, her features brightening. “Ooh! I know a way we can keep track of each other in case something happens!” She crouched down, laying the kit on the floor and tapping it open. She dug through the case, grabbing a handful of round patch like objects and a black marker. “Ta dah, the ever stylish Meigiru seals!”

The boys blinked and Kuwabara tilted his head. “Okay... but what do those things do?”

“Well,” Botan began. “These tracking seals, once placed on another individual, can only be removed by the one who put the seal on.” She slapped the patch onto the street fighter's shoulder.

He blinked, reaching up, trying to tug it off. “What the heck? It's stuck like glue!”

Botan grinned, reaching out, pulling the seal off with ease.

“Wow, that's pretty neat!” The human replied then crossed his arms. “But how is it going to help us know how the others are doing?”

“If the person who attached the seal dies, the patch will automatically fall off. Also the seal will change colors to reflect the physical condition of the one who applied the seal. Blue if all is well, yellow if slightly hurt, and red if gravely injured.” Botan answered as she handed out seals to each of the boys.

Kurama took the seals from the deity, smiling. “A clever idea, Botan. We will know immediately if someone is hurt.” He paused, studying her, adding in a soft voice. “I am glad to have you along.”

Botan's eyes widened at his praise, blushing a bit. Maybe he's not as mad at me as I thought. “Thank you... I only want to help as best I can.”

“I know,” He murmured, his smile falling as he heard Hiei's voice in his mind.

We have more important things to do then stand here watching you flirt with your ferry girl, Kurama.

The kitsune quirked an eyebrow, looking over at the fire demon. Like say the word hot, I suppose?

Hiei glared up at the taller male. Shut up, Fox. He send back, features dark and irritated.

Kurama laughed silently before turning his attention over to Yana. “Are these allowed?” He asked, holding up the seals.

Yana rolled his eyes and sighed. “Whatever, I don't care.”

The group wrote their names on the seals they held, placing them on each other until only Hiei remained patch less.

“They're all blue so we're all okay... except for you, Hiei...” Botan replied, looking over at the fire demon.

Hiei growled in disdain. “I don't need your stupid seals.”

“Sure you do, you need to know we're okay too.” She reached out, trying to place the seal on the Koorime who grabbed her hand, growling,

“Touch me and I'll break your wrist.”

Kurama's features grew hard at the threat to the girl and he walked forward, placing the seal on the fire demon, distracting him from hurting Botan, his voice chiding. “Perhaps Hiei has forgotten that his soul was the first to be lost?”

“So there, rebel.” Botan said placing her seal beside Kurama's.

“He sure told you.” Kuwabara commented as he placed his seal last.

Hiei let go of the ferry girl's wrist in embarrassment, growling as the seals were placed on him. You're lucky I like you and your ferry girl, Kurama. He sent out angrily.

And you're lucky you didn't carry through with your threat to Botan, Hiei. Kurama sent back in low tone that sounded more like Youko's than Shuichi's.

The fire demon blinked then smirked at the growl he heard in his mind from the kitsune. Now you sound like the youkai you should be. He returned in approval.

The four of them chose a stairway to take.

“Let's begin.” Kurama said, pausing before adding. “Remember that caution is our ally.” He started up the stairs at the same time as everyone else, frowning at the sight of many doors surrounding him. These must be optical illusions. The kitsune thought. I may have to rely on my nose to find the correct path. A he turned his head, a new set of stairs leading up to a door appearing and he took them, opening the door, surprised to find everyone converging at the same time into a darkened room. His eyes fell on the form of Yusuke who appeared to be immoblized.

“Urameshi!” Kuwabara shouted, running forward, the rest following.

“Stay back guys, or else this jerk will step on your shadows and you'll be trapped too!”

“True...” The blond haired boy replied, looking over at the group. “But it's not me you should be worried about. One of you four is an imposter.”

“What?!” Kuwabara snapped. “You're lying!”

“Not, it's the truth. One of the four is an imposter and you have 10 minutes to figure it out, Yusuke.” He turned his attention back to the gang. “You four are only allowed to speak when Yusuke asks a question.”

“I don't know this guy, how do we know he's telling the truth?!” Kuwabara growled.

“How could anyone disguise themselves so perfectly?” Botan asked, frowning as the blond replied,

“I thought I told you not to speak until you are spoken to. Don't you care about what happens to your other friend?”

“I can slit your throat before you could even do anything to the detective.” Hiei said calmly.

The blond sighed. “You don't get it to you?” He began. “Whoever is being impersonated is also our hostage. If anything happens to me, this person will also be killed.”

Kurama listened, his mind absorbing the information, trying to gauge the situation, impressed at their planning and strategy. They appear to have thought of everything. But these boys do not seem sophisticated enough to have come up with a plan of such elaborate detail. There must be a mastermind behind this group. Someone in the shadows guiding them. His nose detected a familiar scent and his eyebrows shot up and understanding lit up his features. Now it makes sense. That's how Kaito knew about my feelings for Botan.

The blond looked at his watch. “9 minutes now, Yusuke. I suggest you get started.”

“Don't rush me!” The detective growled, looking over at his friends. “What's the best way to weed out a fake?” He paused, eyes falling on Kuwabara. “Kuwabara what's you blood type and when were you born?”

“Why do you have to suspect me first?!” The street fighter yelled.

“Just answer the freaking question!” Yusuke countered.

“Fine, but you do you even know my blood type or birthday?”

A sheepish look crossed Yusuke's face. “Eh, I guess I don't....”

Botan sighed, shaking her head. “This is pathetic...”

Yusuke ignored the ferry girl, questioning Kurama next. “Kurama, how old is your mom and tell me something else about her.”

“Well, my mother turned 40 recently and she will be married next month.” Kurama answered.

“Really? That's great! Am I invited to the wedding?” Yusuke asked, glaring at the blond who told him to hurry it up.

Yusuke turned his attention to the deity. “Botan, prove to me who you are by telling me your boob size.”

The ferry girl's face turned red and she lost it, snarling at the detective. “Have you lost your mind?! You and I both know I never told you anything of the sort!”

Kurama narrowed his gaze at the head detective, not liking the question aimed at his deity. Watch yourself, Yusuke. He growled silently.

Yusuke was nonplussed, wiggling his eyebrows. “You told me when we were on the rooftop of the school remember?”

Botan frowned, her features shifting in an angered expression as she pondered his words before she roared in realization, “You just made that up you disgusting pervert!”

“Damn and she almost fell for it, too...” Yusuke grumbled.

Hiei growled, “All these questions are making me nauseous.”

“Okay then, I'll ask you. What's your sister's name?”

Hiei blinked, not expecting such a direct question. Damn you, detective. He growled silently. “I don't see why I should, you know her name well enough.”

Kuwabara shifted over to stand next to the fire demon. “That's weird, I didn't know you had a little sister, Hiei. I bet she's a pint sized pain in the butt just like you.” He teased, snickering as he added, “probably ugly too...”

Hiei growled. “I will kill you....”

Botan frowned at such an inaccurate description of Yukina, blurting out, “I forgot Kuwabara doesn't know the relation.”

Kurama lifted his index finger to his lips, making a shush sound at the ferry girl, grinning at her when she returned his silly look. A lighthearted moment shared between the fox and the deityas they warded off Kuwabara's incessant demand to know the truth before the kitsune replied in a rare tone of irritation. “I'll tell you about her later!”

“You better mean it!” Kuwabara growled, pointing at the detective. “Anytime now, Urameshi!”

“Get off my back will ya!” Yusuke snapped then blinked as he noticed the strange patches on the gang's clothing. “Uh, guys, what's with the stupid seals?”

“If someone paid attention when I told them about the items in the detective kit, they'd know these are megiru seals!” Botan snapped, glaring at Yusuke.

“Oh yeah... those things... but isn't that the one where only the person who put it on can take the seal off?”

“Yes, because, youkai, reigens, and humans all have their own unique energy print... Ah!” The deity exclaimed. “That's how we can tell who the imposter is!”

The four of them turned to each other, removing the seals, frowning when each person was able to remove their own patch.

“What the hell is this?!” Kuwabara growled.

Hiei crushed the seals in his hand, glaring over at the blond. “So there was no impostor at all... you were trying to trick us...”

“Good guess, but you'd be wrong. There is an impostor. Yanagisawa's power is called copy. He can impersonate anyone. He can take your memories, your personality, your manner of speaking and even your so called energy print. He could be your own mother and you wouldn't know the difference.” The blond paused. “But the only way to break his territory is to knock him out. So Yusuke, here's your chance, make your choice or your friend dies.” The blond stepped off Yusuke's shadow, allowing the boy to move.

Which one is it? The detective wondered then frowned. Sorry about this. He raced forward punching Kuwabara hard, blinking as the street fighter shifted, becoming another person, crashing into a pile of cardboard boxes.

“Impressive.” The blond murmured. “But how did you figure it out?”

Yusuke straightened his frame. “Hiei and Kurama are both demons and too smart to fall for one of your traps.” He answered.

“Yes, or say the word hot.” Kurama teased his friend who glared up at him.

“Botan is a non fighter and if you used her I would have come back from the dead to kick your ass.” He paused, looking over at the knocked out Yana. “That left Kuwabara. He's used to my punches so I knew he'd survive.” The detective looked back at the blond. “Now hand over Kuwabara.”

“I will return your friend in the very near future but first let me introduce you to the master who created this plan.”

A strange looking set of doors opened, various shades of surprise on everyone's face as Genkai stepped out.

“Why... why would you do this? Answer me you crazy old hag!” Yusuke yelled, blinking as the blond dropped to his knees and bowed low.

“I'm sorry... forgive me for failing you, master!”

Genkai looked over her shoulder. “Quite with the theatrics crap, Kido. If we're being honest I though you'd screw it up.”

“So it was you?” Kurama said softly. “Just as suspected.”

“What?” Yusuke murmured, looking over at the red head. “Why don't you explain it then fox boy, cause I'm drawing a freaking blank.”

“Genkai was trying to teach us a lesson about perception.”

The human psychic looked over at the kitsune. Of course he would figure it out before anyone else. “Yes, and it's a lesson you must learn well. I guarantee you this won't be the last time you come into contact with those who possess the power of territory.”

Botan was impressed with the kitsune's mind, unable to help herself from studying him with open admiration. “When did you figure it out, Kurama?”

He looked over at the deity, not unaffected by the look she gave him. “When we reached the top of the stairs. If they truly used their resources or wanted it more, we most certainly would have been defeated. Which meant that someone who knew us well but meant no harm. That left Genkai as the one behind the ruse.”

“But that still doesn't explain why you rubbed their power in our faces.” Hiei grumbled.

“The four of you are well trained fighters. But as three of you have found out, there will be times when your physical strength will not be able to help you overcome the threat. You must also use your mind.” She paused, looking at the fire demon. “If you had used that lump two feet above your ass, you wouldn't have lost your soul.”

“What? You lost your soul to these guys?” Yusuke said in disbelief. “Show some skill!”

Genkai whirled her attention over to the detective, features and voice angry. “Oh and what about you, dimwit?!”

Yusuke blinked then waved her off. “If I had known about that stupid trick I wouldn't have been caught.”

“Are you that naive to think the enemy is just going to give you that information?!” Genkai countered. “If an enemy captures you, you are as good as dead. If you remember anything, remember that.”

“Wait a minute, grandma. You said enemy but none of these guys are our real enemy so what's the big deal?” Yusuke asked. “So just who are these guys?”

“Go ahead and inform them, Kido.”

“Yana, Kaito, and I all went to Genkai's compound looking for advice when we developed our powers. Truth be told, we've only had these powers for over a month same as all the other psychics.” Kido explained.

Botan features turned thoughtful. “Then these human psychics must be the energy spikes Koenma told us to investigate.”

“Yes,” Genkai replied, features and tone serious. “The cause of which is the true threat.” She paused. “I'm sure some of you are aware of the demon insects infesting this sector of Japan.”

“Yes...” Kurama replied. “They only appear when a portal is opened and stabilized to Makai.”

Genkai looked at the red head. “Exactly, but this is not a natural occurrence. Some one is deliberately carving a tunnel to demon world.”

Kurama's eyes widened. “What? But that's...” His voice trailing off as he pondered the depth of trouble they were in. To create a portal of that size with so many insects... they must be very powerful and very dangerous.

“Sakyo's plan was not buried with him.” Genkai said.

“What plan?” Yusuke asked, feeling a growing nervousness at what the answer would be.

“Yeah, Genkai told me all about it,” Kuwabara said as he entered the room. “Koenma never told us but apparently Sakyo held the tournament to gain money to build some kind of doomsday device that would allow all demons to come and go to Ningenkai.”

Yusuke snickered. “But more importantly we got one question answered, boxers or briefs.”

Kuwabara looked down at his red boxers, growling as he stalked off. “Shut up! It's not my fault that jerk stole my clothes.”

“But, I though Sakyo died when he blew up the stadium.” Botan commented.

“He's dead but his plan carries on without him.”

“But how is that possible?” Yusuke asked.

“There is a zone between our world and Makai's. Somewhere, a breech has been made and it's spreading.”

“It's called the pseudo space.” Kurama explained. “Portals will open and close from time to time allowing demons to come and go but they are rare. A stabilized portal is rarer still. So whatever this tunnel is would require vast amounts of spiritual energy to remain open.”

“Yes, and there is one such tunnel that has been opened.”

“Where?” Kurama asked.

“Mushiyori city.” Genkai replied. “The same city that Kido, Kaito, and Yana live.”

Botan's case starting beeping and the deity blinked. “Koenma's calling.” She lay the case down, flipping it open, the toddler lord flashing onto the screen.

“Is Yusuke there, Botan? It's urgent I speak to him!”

“We're all here, Koenma.”

“Genkai!” Koenma replied, smiling. “I forgot I brought you back to life.”

The human psychic quirked an eyebrow. “You're rather slow on the uptake lately, Koenma. In the last month I've had over 30 people coming to me trying to help them understand why they now seem to have supernatural powers. They all come from Mushiyori city.”

Koenma crossed his arms. “It seems we've already progressed into stage two.”

“Stage two of what?”

“well... I don't know how much I can tell you since it's classified.” Jr. replied.

“How can I help you if I don't know anything?!” Yusuke countered.

“You make a fair point.” Koenma conceded. “There are four stages to an apocalyptic event. Stage one is when the breech first occurs and demon insects invade. Stage two is when human inhabitants develop strange powers. When stage three occurs, demon energy floods the streets and low class demons spawn at will. They're not strong but they are exceedingly violent. When stage four comes into fruition, the border becomes stabilized at a size of over 2 kilometers, allowing total passage for C and B demons to come and go in mass.”

“Classes?” Yusuke asked, confused.

“Yes, there is a rating system for the strength of all beings. Youkai are no different. They range from E all the way to S class. For example, all the demons in the upper B class are equal to Toguro.”

“What?! Toguro was just a B class?!”

“Makai is a vast land several times larger than Ningenkai. It's an ancient realm and Reikai has no control over it save for a small section.”

Botan blinked. “I never knew that.” She turned to Kurama whispering. “Is that true?”

“I'm afraid so,” The kitsune replied, frowning at this information. “The most powerful demons are of the A and S class. They they are few, they could wipe out this entire world rather quickly if they so chose to,” He narrowed his gaze. Looking down at the screen. “But they are not able to pass through the barrier you set up are they, Koenma?”

The toddler lord looked over at the red head. “You are certainly well informed, Kurama. But given your youkai nature, that is to be expected,” He sighed. “It is true that S and A class demons cannot enter human world. Still, with a stable portal, the mass of B class demons would be more than enough to wipe out humanity. That is why we must find whoever is responsible for this and stop them from completing their project. Formulate a plan and contact me if any new developments occur, Koenma out.”

The screen went blank and everyone was silent for several moments.

Kuwabara looked around, troubled. “Would somebody clue me in on what's happening? Not having any spiritual sense has left me in the dark.”

“You know that tunnel thing grandma told you about?” Yusuke began.

“Yeah...”

“Well, if it stabilizes our world will be wiped out.” The detective answered.

“Say what?! But I need to marry a girl, grow a mustache, live life a little... I'm not ready to die yet!”

“Will you get a grip!” Genkai chided the street fighter. “We'll come up with a plan but first I need to get Kaito's soul back into his body.”

The group headed back down to the first floor, the human psychic using her power to restore Kaito's soul back into his body.

“I see everything went according to your plan, master Genkai.”

“You played your part well, Kaito.” Kurama murmured. “You lost but it was a stirring introduction.”

The dark haired boy snorted. “I wasn't playing along, I was trying my hardest to beat you. I wanted to see you lose for once but I guess I'll just have to wait a bit longer.” He rose then added, “Allow me to introduce myself formally. I am Yu Kaito and I have the power of Taboo.”

The blond spoke next. “I am Asato Kido and my power is shadow.”

The purple haired boy was last. “Mitsunari Yanigisawa and I call my talent copy.”

A beeping sound went off and Botan blinked. “So soon? He must have more information for us.”

She opened the kit, Koenma visible on the screen once more. “We've just calculated the growth rate of the tunnel. In three weeks it will reach the fourth stage and stablize.”

“Three weeks? How the hell am I supposed to stop them in three freaking weeks?”

“We do it by planning.” Genkai replied. “We have to answer three questions. How many fighters do they have? Who is their leader? And what exactly are their powers? Until we know the answers, we cannot attack them directly, we would lose.”

Hiei stepped forward. “Now that these fools are done talking, I have a question of my own.”

The toddler lord looked over at the fire demon. “What do you wish to know?”

“At what class do you rank me?”

Kurama blinked at his friend's answer. “Hiei, that's not important right now.”

The fire demon ignored him. “Well?”

Jr. twined his fingers together. “As you are right now, you are ranked in the middle of B class.”

Hiei growled. “Under estimate me even now?”

“To be honest, you're feat is rather quite impressive. In over a year you've jumped two full classes. Quite a feat and you have much to be proud of.”

“You're a child, don't father me,” Hiei replied darkly, turning to head towards the door.

“where are you going?” Yusuke asked.

“You already have your fox, your clown, and your hag, I'm a moot point.”

Kurama sighed. “Stop being a child and help us.”

Hiei glared over at the red head. “Why don't you go play house with your ferry girl and leave me alone. I've got better things to do than waste my time defending a world I don't belong in.” He retorted. “I won't hinder your cause but I won't help it, either.” The demon exited, leaving the rest of the group to decide what to do next.

“Alright everyone. Tomorrow we will divide into two teams. But for now we need to get some rest.” Genkai walked over to the book case, tilting a red volume sideways. The book shelf shook then slid sideways, a series of lights flaring to life, revealing a long hallway with a winding staircase at the end.

“Man this house is really freaky. Does anyone really live here?” Kuwabara asked.

“Not anymore. The owners of this mansion rent it out for special parties,” The pink haired female replied, walking forward, the rest of the group following. “There is a kitchen to your right,” She explained, lights fluttering to full brightness as she stepped inside the open area, revealing a large kitchen and dining area. “If there is anything you need, the fridge is fully stocked,” She walked back out, leading the gang to the winding staircase then up to the second floor. A long hallway stretched out before them, three doors visible on each side while a large door blocked the view of the rest of the floor. “There are 12 rooms spread throughout the second floor. The first six are right here and the second set are beyond those doors. Pick a room and get some rest.”

Everyone shuffled off save Kurama and Botan who stood in the hallway facing each other.

“We should head to bed also.” The kitsune said softly as he studied the girl. The danger looming over their heads was troubling and Kurama felt fear for those he loved and his friends. I like this world and I won't see it destroyed because some twisted individual has decided to bring about the apocalypse. Whatever it takes, I will stop them. I will protect it and my loved ones. I will fight. To the death if I have to.

Botan saw the handsome features of the kitsune shift into a determined look. What's going on in that brilliant mind of yours? She wondered as she spoke softly. “I guess we should,” She paused, lowering her gaze. “If... If.. you wish to rest alone... I understand... I don't want you to be uncomfortable.”

Kurama looked down at the girl in surprise. “Botan, why would I be uncomfortable?”

The deity looked up at him. “I know you are upset at what happened earlier and I am sorry. I wasn't thinking when I said that word. That's why... if you want to rest alone, I will understand.”

The kitsune said nothing for a moment before he answered. “I was upset, Botan. You lost your soul in the most foolish manner possible.”

Botan bit her lip lowering her gaze downward again, listening as the red head continued,

“But I confess the strongest emotion I felt was... despair...” He replied in a pained tone, his feeling rising to the surface. There was no threat to fight tonight; No enemies to defeat and his mind went over everything that occurred, wanting to talk to her, to express his thoughts so that she would understand. “When I saw your spirit leave your body and go over to Kaito is was like a part of me died.”

The deity blinked at the hurt tone in his voice, her own heart reacting to his words as she lifted her eyes to study him. “Part of you died?” She whispered.

Kurama felt a rare case of nervousness build in his heart. If I fail to stop the world from ending then I do not want to leave it without telling her the truth. He looked over at the door in front of him, sensing Yusuke eavesdropping on their conversation and he took her hand, leading her farther down the hall to another door, opening it, letting her enter first before following, closing the door gently behind him. He reached out, flicking on the light switch, surprised at the normal decor after such a funky outlay of the rest of the house. The kitsune walked past the queen sized bed to the window, his features illuminated by the brilliant flashes of lightning that danced across the sky.

Botan walked closer to him, voice soft. “What did you mean Kurama when you said a part of you died?”

The kitsune kept his gaze focused out of the window. “Your soul is beautiful, Botan, did you know that?”

“Kurama....” Botan murmured, blushing. No matter how many times he said she was beautiful, it still affected her the same way. “I'm just a simple ferry girl... nothing more than that...”

“You're wrong, Botan.” Kurama countered, turning to face her. “Your soul is blinding in its light. Warm, innocent, pure... all the things I am not. I wanted to protect that light. That beautiful blue radiance that called to me.” He paused, moving closer to her.

“It was the light that first drew me to you, Botan. I found something I truly wanted to protect and keep safe from the darkness that infests this world. Even if I could never let you see the darkness in me, still, I would do whatever to keep the light of your soul safe.” His features morphed into a look of pain. “But when Kaito took that light from you.. when took that precious essence of who you are ... I didn't know what to do... I was... terrified that I would fail and the light that is you would fade to nothingness. There would be no Botan to protect... no Botan to love. And when he threatened to hurt your spirit, I felt my true self rise to the surface... I wanted to destroy Kaito... I wanted to make him suffer for even thinking of hurting you.”

Botan listened, her heart fluttering at his words, her brow furrowed at the pained look on his handsome face and she moved closer to him, her own thoughts of earlier rising to the surface. “Yusuke told me what you did to save me from Yakumo...” She whispered. “Why didn't you tell me?”

The kitsune looked away. “Perhaps because I felt safer running from my feelings for you rather than reveal them. Perhaps because I'm afraid of what you'll find inside. There are many dark things in my heart, Botan. Things that I do not want you to see.” He paused, turning his eyes back to her. “But I'm tired of running, Botan. I tired of fighting the truth of my heart.” He remained still, his voice softening. “So tell me, Botan, what do you see when you look at me?”

The deity looked up into his eyes, gasping as she at last gazed into his soul. There was darkness there. Oh yes, dark and hurting. Pain... so much pain... and regret... guilt... tremendous guilt over his life of deception... at the truth of who he was. But inside all that was a voice crying out for comfort,understanding and love. Love was indeed there... bright and strong... the love of a son for his mother... a love for his family... wanting to protect them... but there was another light... more blinding still... the image reflecting back at her was her own and she felt tears brim in her eyes as he said to her with his soul what his voice could not. “Kurama...”

“Botan...” He whispered back, hope filling him when she did not turn away and he felt acceptance in the truth of who he was. The reality of her love for him, despite of the darkness in his soul made his heart soar and he reached out, wiping at the girl's tears. “This is how I feel... this is my heart and my soul... unashamed... I love you...” He whispered, leaning down to rest his forehead against hers, adoration laced in his voice and features. “I've loved you for a long time now... I will always love you...”

“Kurama...” The deity murmured reverently, wrapping her arms around him, “I love you too... You are in my heart and always will be.”

The kitsune smiled softly, nuzzling his nose against hers. “As you are in my heart, Botan. Just remember, I don't share...”

Botan's blinked at the nuzzle, enjoying the simple sensation as she returned it, laughing softly. “Good, because I don't share, either...”

Kurama enjoyed her laugh, surprising them both as he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers. The kiss was gentle and shy as the red head wanted to show his affection without frightening her or making her feel rushed.

Botan's eyes widened at the simple kiss, too surprised to return it properly and part of her was disappointed when he pulled back. We're both so new at this, I guess it is best to take our time with things. “Kurama....” She murmured, reaching up to touch her lips. “What was that for?”

He found her flushed features rather lovely but he held back, not exactly sure how to go about things. I do not want to frighten her or make her uncomfortable. It is best to take our time and get used to being close to each other in a physical manner without rushing into things. “For being you, sweet peony... For loving me...” He hugged her then , resting his chin against the top of her head. “For not running away... even after all I've done...”

“I will never run away, Kurama...” Botan replied, leaning against his solid frame, finding comfort there. “Though I admit I am rather tired.”

He chuckled a bit, pulling back. “Then we should rest.”

the kitsune stripped down to his school pants the deity still clothed in her school girl uniform and they slid into bed. Botan snuggled into the red head, Kurama wrapping his arms around her in return. “Goodnight, koishii....” He whispered as he closed his eyes.

Botan blushed at his term of endearment, watching as his features relaxed and she smiled tenderly. “Goodnight, koishii...” She replied with the same words, closing her eyes, drifting off into sleep, safe in his arms from the dangers that lurked outside, waiting to destroy them.