Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Resurrection ( Chapter 20 )

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Chapter 20- Resurrection

The Cave and Pseudo-space

Hiei was furious as he glared upon the smug features of Sensui. You killed the detective... a friend... he was my friend. For that you will pay! The fire demon raised his arm outward as he led the charge, guiding the black dragon straight ahead, roaring out his anger and grief, “Here's a one way ticket to hell, you bastard!”

Kurama rushed beside his friend, his senses heightened as they neared the tunnel. Yusuke was a good and dear friend to me... and now he is dead... Killed by you, Sensui. For what purpose? There is no justification for the slaughter of so many innocents. What happened to you.. what you saw... was wrong... but what you are doing is worse.. condemning this world to death because of what a small group participated in. The kitsune frowned as they were drawn into the tunnel from the back draft of the dragon's power, jumping from rock to rock as debris littered the air. I know you are sick in the heart and the mind but I cannot allow you to get away with what you've done. You've caused too much grief and pain to be allowed to live one moment longer.

I'm going to make Sensui pay for what he's done! Urameshi was my best friend and now he's gone, killed by you, you miserable piece of crap! Kuwabara jumped in behind the two youkai as they were dragged into the tunnel. The three of them raced through a dark portal and the teen looked around. “Where the heck are we?”

“We are in the pseudo-space,” Kurama answered, his eyes focused ahead. “It's the realm in between Makai and Ningenkai.”

Kuwabara looked over, noting the change in the kitsune's appearance. “I see you've changed into your foxy side, Kurama.”

The older boy shook his head. “No... I'm not Youko at the moment. This is just a physical reaction to the excessive amounts of Demon World energy. If I were Youko... I would be strong enough to deal with Sensui.”

“You mean you're not strong enough now?” Kuwabara asked.

“No... though Hiei and I have reached A class, I fear it will not be enough to defeat our enemy,” His features grew determined. “But we will still try.”

“There's the bastard!” Hiei growled, pointing straight ahead.

The three of them landed before the Kikkai barrier, glaring at Sensui who stood smirking on the other side.

“Wait a minute. How the heck did he get on the other side of that thing?”

Sensui looked over at the boy, lifting up his hand. “I'm glad you asked, Kuwabara. Luckily for me, using Seikoki allowed me to bypass the net. Seems the brilliant minds of Spirit World forgot to include A and S class power of any being, restricting it only to youkai energy,” He paused, looking over to Hiei and Kurama. “And it seems that killing your friend has awakened your potential for even more power, driving you into the realm of A class,” He smirked and taunted out, “A bit ironic though, isn't? Now that your powers are strong enough to match me, you are unable to pass through the Kikkai net.”

The kitsune frowned, stalking forward. Let's put that to the test shall we? Kurama came to a stop at the barrier, reaching out to touch it, an explosion of energy swirling around him, burning his hand and he slowly withdrew it, licking his singed fingertips. “He's right. We are trapped on this side.” He growled, his voice low and deep due to the Makai energy influence.

“The only way you'll get to me is by cutting down the barrier. That is if Kuwabara can get his dimensional sword up again.”

The teen snorted. “I'm 100 percent human so I can bypass this barrier and still kick your ass.”

Sensui quirked an eyebrow. “Urameshi couldn't beat me. What makes you think you have a chance in hell?”

Kuwabara rushed forward, holding out his right hand, materializing his new sword as he leapt up and shouted, “We'll see when we get there!” He arced the blade down, slicing through the net, the Kikkai barrier broken. “At least this way, if I fail, they can still take your skull back home to use for Urameshi's ashes.”

“Hmph... bold words for a child.” Sensui taunted as he flew back.

“Shut up and fight us!” Kuwabara growled, racing towards the taller man, the two youkai chasing after the ex-spirit detective, each man determined to bring an end to Sensui's life, regardless of the consequences from above.

Reikai

“And you're sure my son tried to use his Mafukan?” A deep voice rumbled in the large room, his form hidden by a gigantic shutter.

“I cannot say for sure, King Enma, sir,” Botan replied, floating up on her oar as she continued. “But Lord Koenma instructed me to inform you that he would need help should an earthquake occur. So I am reporting in his stead.”

“I see,” Enma said in a gruff voice. “I've been watching my son's team for some time now and I can't say that I approve of his use of demons to help protect human world.”

“But sir, Yusuke and Kuwabara are not youkai,” Botan countered, brow furrowed. “And Hiei is a bit... dark, I admit, but he cared enough to come back and help. Kurama is brave and strong and he truly loves Human World. He's nearly died to save it several times over. That has to count for something, right?”

“I also know of your infatuation with the fox spirit, Botan,” Enma retorted, voice low and chastising. “ I do not approve of such relationships between those of Reikai with those of Makai. If this case wasn't so dire, I'd have you suspended and the red head incarcerated for his crime.”

“Crime?” Botan murmured, confused. “What crime, King Enma, sir? Kurama is a good and loyal person. He loves his mother and his family unconditionally. He...”

“Loves you, too, I suppose?” Enma finished for her. “Demons are incapable of love, Botan. They think only of themselves and what they can gain. You can never trust a demon to keep to their word or to show anything but a desire to kill, maim, destroy, and devour those weaker than them. That is why Makai must be closed off from Ningenkai. That is why I am calling my own men to deal with this issue like I should have in the beginning.”

The shutter rose, revealing the bearded features of the King of the Southern Quadrant. He stood up to his full height, a colossus as he stared down at the floating ferry girl. “The SDF will take care of things, though I do not make this decision lightly.”

“But what about the detectives, sir? They still can fight and stop Sensui.”

“No... they cannot.” Enma replied, walking over to the window as he watched his defense force take off for Ningenkai. “Once this crisis has been solved, I will deal with the detectives personally.”

Botan frowned, worry filling her at the ominous overtones of his words. Deal with them personally? I... I can't let him hurt Kurama... I just can't! She tried to float out of the room, hoping the king was preoccupied only to stop as he called out,

“You are to remain here, Botan, until further notice. No one, outside of the defense force, is allowed to enter or leave Spirit World. Is that understood?”

His tone made her shiver and she lowered her head. “Yes, sir.” She replied, her mind pleading out to the kitsune in the hopes he could hear her. Please, Kurama. Please stay safe and away from the SDF.

Makai

Kurama felt a strange sensation, not unlike the time they had gone to face the four saint beasts. A feeling of unease... and fear... coming from... His brow furrowed as he suddenly looked back over his shoulder. Botan... what's wrong?

“What is it, fox?” Hiei asked, sensing his friend's sudden worry.

“Something.... feels.. wrong... in Reikai...” The kitsune murmured. “I feel... fear... from Botan... she's afraid... but I do not know... why... or how I feel this... so far away from her.”

“Now is not the time to be thinking about your woman, Kurama,” Hiei growled. “We've got an annoying piece of shit up ahead to kill off that we need to focus on.”

Kurama turned his gaze forward once more, pushing down his warring emotions to protect or seek vengeance, focusing on their current task. “Agreed. Sensui must pay for his crimes. With blood.” He growled, running ahead at an even faster pace than before.

“Hey, guys, what is that thing up ahead?” Kuwabara asked, looking at the circular pulse that seemed to call out to them.

“That, Kuwabara, is the exit.” Kurama replied as the pseudo-space gave way to light, a red hued sky bursting with lightning greeting the travelers as they began a free fall towards the ground.

Kurama sent out power to a seed, wing-like appendages sprouting behind his back as vines tucked around his arms and chest, extending out for the fire demon and the human to take. They glided downward, heading towards Sensui who floated in the air using his sacred energy.

“Look at that jerk acting so damn cocky just cause he can use his power to fly.” Kuwabara growled.

“I don't need wings or tricks to fly, true enough. I don't even need my maker's help. That is why I am called Black Angel.” Sensui yelled up at them, a smirk on his face as he controlled his fall.

So he thinks he's some kind of angelic figure. Mad and delusional. A lovely combination. Kurama thought dryly as they grew closer to their enemy. “Do you know where we are in Makai, Hiei?” The kitsune asked, looking over at his friend.

“Yes, I believe this place is called the forest of lost souls,” The fire demon answered. “We're in luck as there are no demons above C class here so we should be able to fight without any annoying distractions.”

“Let's take the fight away from the lovely woods below,” Sensui called out, floating back towards a massive rock formation stretching up towards the sky. “I hope this place will do.”

“Excellent,” Hiei growled, eyes flashing with excitement of the impending battle as he studied the flat surface of the formation. “That is the Island of the Beheaded and it's giving me all kinds of ideas...”

The three men landed, splitting off into different directions in an attempt to attack Sensui from all sides but the dark haired human merely smirked, letting loose his sacred energy, creating a defensive armor that gave the appearance of a wizard's hat, and body wrapping shields around his lean form.

“This armor strengthens my defensive capabilities while boosting my offensive ones. You don't stand a chance against me.” Sensui taunted, looking down his nose at his opponents.

“Is that so?” Kurama growled. “You might want to take a look behind you.”

Sensui cast a gaze over his shoulder, spying Hiei releasing a second dragon, allowing it to consume him, taking on it's power as he launched a full out assault, kicking and punching at the much larger male who merely held up his arms, lashing out with a vicious kick that connected, sending the fire demon flying up into the air, skidding along the ground face first.

This is the first time I believe Hiei has been willing to die for someone other than himself. Kurama thought as he leaped into the fray, wrapping a vine around his right arm, trying to stab the ex-spirit detective in the back only to be swept up by a tornado, wincing as Sensui lashed out with energy attacks, cutting into this skin, blood splattering as he was sliced open. He landed on his back, sitting up with some effort.

Hiei saw his friend hit and the rage built up even more. “Now you're really starting to piss me off!” The fire demon snarled, racing forward, disappearing from view, too fast for even Shinobu to sense or see.

Where did the little one go?Sensui wondered, scanning the terrain for some sign of the fire demon only to widen his eyes as Hiei suddenly appeared in front of him.

The Koorime lifted his katana, the blade aflame with dragon fire as he swung down with all the strength he could muster, gritting his teeth in frustration as he couldn't even lay a dent in the armor. What the hell kind of armor is this? The fire demon wondered, gasping as he was kicked away again, skidding to a stop, a trail of debris in his wake as he slowly rolled onto his hands and knees struggling to rise. “Damn you... Damn you to hell....” Hiei growled.

Kurama sat up, bleeding from numerous wounds as he slowly rose to his feet. He is too strong for us with that armor on. Unless we figure out a way to remove it, we will lose this battle.

Kuwabara tried to charge, failing miserable as he was knocked back. He winced, rising to one knee as he panted out, “Anybody got an idea on how to bring this bastard down?”

Sensui studied the three men, voice soft despite the smirk still upon his lips. “Your dedication is admirable and you all have noble hearts. It pains me to see you struggle like this. Is it worth your deaths to try to avenge the detective's?”

“I gave up caring about my life a long time ago,” Kuwabara growled, wiping the blood off his lips. “So if I die here, it won't be in vain. I'll make damn sure to take you with me!” He rose, bring his dimensional sword to life. “So prepare yourself, you bastard!” The street fighter rushed forward, leaping high into the air, Hiei and Kurama following from different angles, trying to attack him at once, their hearts broken at the loss of their friend, the anger of his death driving them on, despite the gap in their power.

We do this for you, Yusuke. Kurama thought as he leaped up in time with the other men, determined to avenge the head detective's death.

In the Cave

Koenma tilted his ear, listening for a heartbeat, not surprised to find none as he sat up. “This is most peculiar.”

“What is Koenma, sir?” Mitarai asked, looking over at Jr. as he rose. “Yusuke's spirit hasn't left his body. Normally when a person dies it happens automatically but it's like his soul is MIA.”

Flashes of light whizzed past them, landing in front of the tunnel, reconstituting into beings in gray uniforms and Koenma's features fell. Of course he'd send them here.

“Who are these guys?” The blond asked.

“The SDF. My father's elite soldiers. Each of them equal in power to an upper class A demon,” Koenma answered. “Their presence here signals my father's lack of faith in my abilities to fix this mess.”

The mustached older looking male came over to Jr. voice low but non threatening. “Lord Koenma, sir, are you alright?”

“I'm fine, Captain Otake,” Koenma replied.

“You should head back up to Spirit World, sir, and recover your strength.”

“That's great and all, but I don't plan on leaving any time soon, Captain. My place is here, trying to clean up my own mess.”

Otake sighed. “I'm afraid it was an order sir,” He countered. “Martial Law has been declared and my authority supersedes your own in this matter. Best leave now before you witness something that you should not.”

Koenma narrowed his eyes. “Are you.. threatening me, captain?”

Otake closed his eyes. “No sir. But I have orders to destroy Yusuke Urameshi's body before he transforms.”

The spirit lord blinked. “What are you talking about? Yusuke is dead.”

“No, sir, he is not,” Otake replied. “He is a Mazoku.”

Koenma gave a start of surprise. “No... He... He can't be... I would have known... I should have known...”

“What's a Mazoku?” Mitarai asked, looking between the two men in confusion.

“Mazoku are descendants of a very powerful youkai clan. Through atavism, the Mazoku develop the traits of their ancestors and also their power,” Koenma explained looking down at the detective. “It would explain why Yusuke's spirit didn't leave his body. It's because he's reverting back to his ancestor's demon form.”

As if on cue, Yusuke's body began to float, red light surrounding him.

Otake backed up, shouting. “His body is emitting strong youki! We have to kill him now before he transforms!”

Koenma snapped his head back to the captain, stepping in front of the smaller man. “You will leave him alone!”

“Get him out of the way, now!” Otake ordered.

Koenma tried to fight as he was grabbed and yanked out of the line of fire.

A cry of a giant bird erupted from above, flying down, landing beside the floating detective.

“Don't just stand there gawking, fire!” Otake roared

The soldiers attacked with energy orbs as the bird wrapped it's wings around Yusuke, blue light erupting from the constant barrage of ki spheres, smoke and dust rising from the falling debris as it was incinerated.

“Stop it!” Koenma shouted, struggling to break free of the hold on him.

Otake suddenly dropped to his knees as he sensed the boy awaken. No.. we're too late... it's too late... he'll kill us all now...

The rest of the SDF stopped their assault, looking over in shock at their captain.

“You guys really know how to make a person feel welcome.” A male's voice growled from behind the cloud of smoke.

The gray haze began to clear, revealing a resurrected Yusuke.

“Puu.....” The bird cried out in greeting, lowering it's head to nuzzle his beak against Yusuke's head.

The detective looked up, smiling, as he reached up to pet Puu. “Hey there, little guy, I see you've been drinking your milk lately,” He kept his gaze on his spirit animal. “You know, even when I was dead, I could still hear you. So I'm a Mazoku, eh? Some kind of evil vicious monster... figures... my teachers have been saying that to my face for years,” He turned his attention back to his attackers, stalking towards them, emitting red energy, forcing the soldiers backwards from the force of his ki alone.

“Do you see, sir?! His power is too great!” Otake shouted above the roar of the detective's youki.

“No... Yusuke...” Koenma murmured, looking at his detective with troubled eyes.

“Oh... mighty evil one... please allow us to do... your bidding...” One of the smaller SDF members pleaded, knees shaking in fear as he backed up.

Yusuke snorted. “Thanks, weakling, but there is only one thing I desire to do and that is to end the world and everything in it,” He flashed his teeth, features manic as he gave them a dark look. “For I am the evil Mazoku and after hibernating for a thousand years I will finally revealing my true form, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah!!!!!”

The SDF went racing off, falling over as Yusuke suddenly stopped laughing then made a goofy face at them. “Syke! Man you guys sure are gullible,” The detective looked over at the tunnel. “Sensui killing me gave me this new power so I suppose I should go return the favor.”

“Wait, you can't go, you need to be quarantined!” Otake replied.

“Look, jerk, don't piss me off or I'll bite off your head, mustache and all!” Yusuke growled.

“So you show your true colors after all....” The captain glared at the boy who sighed.

“Give me a break will ya... I wasn't being literal... Besides, even if I have a few drops of demon blood in me, I'm still Yusuke Urameshi, defender of this world and I won't let a little thing like death get in the way of helping my friends and kicking the bad guy's ass.”

“I... I have to stop you!” The SDF captain shouted, rising as he stood in the detective's way.

Yusuke sighed again. “You're not going to make this easy for me are you?” He reached out, snatching the captain by the collar, yanking him forward, head butting him as he let go, Otake knocked out cold as he went back to Puu, sliding onto his back. “Hey, Koenma, you coming or what?”

Jr. rose, nodding as he rushed over, jumping to sit behind Yusuke.

“Hang on! We're heading to Makai, should be fun, eh?” The hybrid yelled, grinning in excitement as Puu lifted into the air and flew forward at blinding speed, straight into the tunnel. Hang on, guys, I'll be there soon. Yusuke thought, eyes straight ahead as they zoomed through the broken section of the Kikkai, heading towards the exit that would take them into Demon World.

Makai

Sensui kept his eye on all three men as they tried to coordinate their attack. Your actions arefoolish and senseless, but still you keep trying so you deserve no less than my full attention. Shinobu thought as he dodged the powerful downward sweep of Kuwabara's blade, lashing out with a side kick then a punch, knocking the boy away. He looked up to his right, smirking as Kurama sent down his whip, reaching out, catching it with his bare hand, tugging it downward.

Kurama's eyes widened as he was pulled viciously down, gasping as Sensui's foot smashed into his mid section, the force of the blow doing internal damage, blood exploding from the kitsune's mouth as he tumbled through the air, crashing into the ground with a bone crushing thud. He clutched his stomach, slowly rolling to his side, features pale as he fought for breath.

Hiei growled. Asshole! He tried to strike at the taller man's helmet only to frown as Sensui used Kurama's rose whip, the tip wrapping around his katana. “Dammit...” He cursed under his breath as he was yanked forward, heading straight towards the fallen Kurama, crashing headlong into the fox spirit as they went tumbling back.

Kurama pushed up off the ground as Hiei sat up. His strength is too much for us. The kitsune looked down at his hands, frustration welling in his heart and mind. I have more power than this. My true form would be able to deal with Sensui now with no issue, but it's locked inside. No matter how hard I try to invoke the transformation, I still do not have the ability to shift. I cannot win as I am now. His features grew grim as he thought of his mother and the one most precious to him. Botan... I'm sorry... But this is the end of the road for me.... for us... Kurama sensed it then. A powerful youkai energy that was familiar.. and yet... different... No... it can't be...The kitsune looked up into the sky, an immense red ki flowing above the lightning filled sky. He shifted to sit down, surprise on his handsome features at the sight of a very much alive Yusuke.

“Urameshi!” Kuwabara shouted, shock and joy crossing his features as a Puu landed before them.

“I see you guys started the fight without me. That's no way to treat your friend.” The head detective chided gently, sliding down off of his spirit animal's back.

“But... Urameshi... You were dead!” Kuwabara replied, still shocked to see his friend alive and well. “I mean... you had no heartbeat!”

“Yeah, about that...” Yusuke murmured, placing his hand over his chest. “What's weird is I can feel my heart beating, but it's so damn slow that I can't even hear it at all...”

Kurama began to laugh at the boy's ignorance of what he was. I don't believe it... he's a demon... the kitsune thought in surprise and amazement. All this time and we didn't know.

Hiei joined in the laughter.

“What's so funny?” Yusuke asked, frowning as he looked over to the two youkai.

“Youkai hearts don't beat the same way as human hearts do,” Kurama explained. “Don't worry, you will get used to it.”

“So Yusuke, how does it feel to be so superior, hmm?” Hiei asked with a smirk.

Yusuke tilted his head. “I don't know... I feel the same as I did before. I'm still me... so that has to count for something, right?” He asked.

Kurama rose. “It does count, Yusuke. No matter your power, you remain as you are, Yusuke Urameshi, head spirit detective.”

The smaller male turned to look at the fox spirit and grinned. “Damn straight!” He shifted his gaze towards Sensui. “And it's time for me to finish this case once and for all.”

“Back off, Yusuke,” Hiei said as he stood, a healing ki wrapping around his small frame. “This one is mine.”

“No,” Kurama growled, his body surrounded by the same healing aura. “I will take him.”

“Hey, don't forget me, I'm ready to kick some butt, too!” Kuwabara replied, grinning, the ki extending to him, bursting around his form.

Sensui's eyes narrowed. Their strength has returned to them already?! No... His eyes widened suddenly as he sensed a sharp spike in their ki. They've grown even stronger! Yusuke's death pushed them into A class... but his return has boosted their power even more... To upper A class in a matter of minutes!Incredible! His gaze shifted over to Jr. who now stood beside Yusuke. You've chosen your team wisely, Koenma, good job.

“Hey, guys, I know you want to fight Sensui and I don't blame you,” Yusuke began as he studied his friends. “But the nutcase and I have unfinished business. Let me take care of him, alright?”

Kurama understood the head detective's reasoning, agreeing with it. “Very well... he's all yours.”

“Kick his ass, Yusuke,” Hiei replied, pointing at the detective as he offered. “And know if you fall, I've got your back.”

“Yeah, Urameshi, finish him off!” Kuwabara added, grinning at his friend.

Yusuke gave them the thumbs up. “You've got it!”

Sensui grew irritated at being ignored, switching out his armor into a strange blue and black outfit and Yusuke frowned. “Puu... fly them up into the air so they can watch the fight in safety. I have a feeling this is going to get messy.”

Shinobu launched an all out assault, striking Yusuke, yellow energy exploding from the impact, destroying the rock formation as Puu flew up into the air, Jr, Kuwabara, and Hiei on the bird's back while Kurama used the same floating leaf plant to glide upwards into the air. The gang watched as the battle progressed, red and yellow energy clashing, destroying everything in their wake, lower class demons annihilated as they fell from the line that waited to enter the tunnel.

It was a pretty even bout until something very strange happened. Kurama sensed a very dense and powerful spike of youkai energy erupt from Yusuke. Except that power isn't his but another's. His ears picked up the screaming sound of pain and he winced at the intensity, gasping at the sudden burst of hair that lengthened on the detective's head, strange tattoos sprouting on his skin as his features shifted, now more demon-like in appearance.

“What the heck is that?” Kuwabara cried. “It looks like Urameshi put his finger in a light socket.”

“Whatever the reason, it seems that Yusuke's body has finally accepted the transformation his Mazoku blood desired.” Kurama said in a soft tone.

“Hmph...” Kuwabara grumbled. “Sensui is smirking... stupid jerk... He's really an arrogant ass...”

“Yes, but that's beside the point,” Jr. replied. “Earlier in the cave, Sensui was full of loathing and hatred. His heart was so dark, even for a bad guy, but now... in this place... in front of Yusuke, he's had an awakening of some kind.”

“I agree,” Kurama said, looking down at the two men. “Sensui must have found a balance within himself. He now understands and accepts his place in the world.” The kitsune witnessed the brutality as Yusuke's new form pummeled the former spirit detective's body, a massive spirit gun finishing Sensui off, sending him crashing into the ground, his momentum cutting a mile long swath through the forest as he came to a stop and they floated down, landing in front of Yusuke and Sensui.

“Dammit! Wake up you son of a bitch!” Yusuke growled, grabbing Shinobu's tattered collar. “Our fight isn't over yet.”

“What are you talking about, Yusuke?” Koenma asked as he came to stand to the detective's right. “Shinobu is dead, let it go.”

“No! It wasn't me who killed him. It looked like me but it wasn't. Some one else had control.”

Sensui coughed, blood erupting from his mouth as he looked up at the boy.

“Hey, you're alive!” Yusuke shouted in surprise.

“No... just for a bit longer... Yusuke... I just wanted... to thank you... for this... You brought me... the closure... I needed...”

“What the hell are you talking about? You can still fight... I'll let you rest up, take some pills... then we can fight...”

“It's... too late for me... but... do not worry or doubt yourself... you have proven your strength today...”

“Shinobu... why did you go through all this... why?” Koenma asked.

The ex-spirit detective looked over at his former boss. “When I was a child, I was constantly attacked by demons. I didn't understand why they would do this to me... as I grew older, I began to hate demons even more and I killed them without hesitation. I did not ask them about their feelings or why they did what they did. I only knew they were evil and humans were good. As an adult, I found humans behaving far worse than anything I'd ever seen a youkai do and my world was inverted. I began to question everything and my mind... shattered... I had to come here you see... I had to die in the place of those I had killed all those years ago... to die at the hands of a demon was the only just punishment for my crimes,”

He paused, looking back at the teen. “And so I fought you, Yusuke Urameshi. Demonized in a human body and then humanized in a demon one. Thank you for granting me peace at last. You will, understand better some day, a dying man's need for closure.” Sensui's eyes closed, his body going slack as his heart stopped beating and death came to him at last.

Koenma sighed. “Shinobu... I will take you back to Reikai myself.”

“I won't let you.”

The gang looked up at the sound of another male's voice, watching as a portal opened up and Itsuki stepped out. “Shinobu didn't follow your rules or live by your ways. He will not be judged by your standards,” The green haired youkai's right eye was shut, a scar running down his face from Kuwabara's attack earlier. “You don't deserve his soul.” Sensui began to float in the air, Itsuki cradling him as he backtracked into the portal. “We're going to remain together forever, far away from your violence and need to fight since that is all you people know how to do.”

The portal closed, leaving the group to themselves once more.

“Man, that pisses me off...” Yusuke growled, making a fist. “First my fight gets interrupted and now this.”

Kuwabara walked over, smirking a bit as he studied his friend's hair. “So uh, how do you feel, Urameshi?”

“Okay, except something keeps making my back really itch,” He answered, reaching behind to scratch the skin, blinking when he felt something long and he pulled at it, bringing it up to his eyes. “What the hell is this?! It's like I stuck my finger in an electric socket!”

“Hmm... whoever your ancestor was, that must be what his appearance is like, so you took on his form.” Kurama commented, studying the detective's odd hair style and tattoos.

“My ancestor... so that's the bastard that did this to me!” He growled. “That asshole is still alive! Let's go find him!”

Kuwabara fell over. “Hey, Urameshi, can we at least take a nap first? I'm kind of tired.”

“I'm not leaving here until I find that jerk!” Yusuke replied, turning towards Jr. who spoke,

“Yusuke, the SDF are sealing the tunnel as we speak. If we do not leave here now, we will be trapped for God knows how long.”

“Fine then...” Yusuke replied after a moment's hesitation, turning to face his spirit animal. “Puu, load up. We're going home.”

Reikai

Botan slipped out of the palace, gliding her oar quickly over the gate, ignoring the cries of the ogre guards as she disobeyed her king, sneaking off into Ningenkai. I cannot remain here. King Enma will try to hurt Kurama and the others... he'll have the arrested or worse... executed and it's not fair. I have to warn them... She chose the portal that led down to Mushiyori City, spying Shizuru and Keiko and she swooped down, dismissing her oar, still in human clothes as she approached them. “Hey girls!”

“Botan!” Keiko exclaimed, rising out of the bus stop seat. “Do you know what's happened to Yusuke?”

The deity's brow furrowed. “What do you mean, Keiko?”

“Well, it's just... Puu was so cold... and then he began to glow and he flew off...”

Botan bit her lip. “We need to go back to the cave.”

“Cave?” The two women repeated, looking at the ferry girl in confusion.

“Yes... that's where Yusuke and the others went. Hopefully the boys will be heading back to the rendezvous point any time now,” She materialized her oar. “Hop on and I'll take you there.” The two human females slid on and Botan took off, heading for the entrance to Demon's Door Cave and the deity zoomed downward, everyone sliding off as the ferry girl went up to Genkai, asking,

“So any sign of them yet, Master Genkai?”

“No, but it's been quiet for some time now. Some strange blue lights shot down from the sky and entered the cave. That's the last of the activity we've had.”

Botan bit her lip. The SDF is here already. Her eyes focused on the darkness. Please Kurama... please come back to me... I don't want the SDF to take you away...

Demon's Door Cave Entrance

The detectives and their boss headed back into human world, making the long trek back up through the cave system on Puu's back, stopping about a hundred meters short of the entrance, finishing the journey on foot, emerging out of the darkness, the fading twilight blocked by the clouds above them. Kurama's gaze was focused solely on Botan who cheered and raced over to the red head, jumping into his arms and the kitsune blinked but smiled. “Botan...” He whispered tenderly, wrapping his arms around her, hugging her close.

“You're alive...” The deity cried softly, cupping his face as she studied him, not caring if anyone else saw. “You came back to me.”

He felt her fear and her relief and joy, leaning his forehead against hers, relief of his own to see she was alive and well. “I will always come back to you, Botan.” Kurama's gaze shifted over to Yusuke who held Keiko close, chuckling as he listened in on their conversation.

Keiko nuzzled the dark haired male's cheek. “You look good, Yusuke,” She whispered and the boy grinned as he replied in a pervy tone,

“Well.. I feel good... especially right now...”

“You know... any other time, I'd slap you for that, right?”

“Yeah,” Yusuke replied. “But I figure I'm due a reprieve just this once.” His features fell as he turned around. “Give us a minute, Keiko... there's a bit of unfinished business that needs to be attended to.”

Kurama turned around, sensing the SDF as well, wrapping an arm protectively around the deity, gently coaxing her to stand behind him.

“Lord Koenma,” Captain Otake addressed Jr. “You know Reikai will not overlook this treason. You let the Mazoku transform. You let your detectives, most of whom are demons, to run amok, despite our warnings.” The mustached man paused, features growing serious. “You disobeyed a direct order from your father. You must answer for your decisions. You're coming with us back to Reikai.”

Shunjun glared at Kurama and the ferry girl. “Captain, we should arrest the fox spirit and the ferry girl for their crime as well.”

Kurama growled, his left arm still wrapped around his side, posture protective as Botan remained standing behind him. “You come any closer to her and I will kill you where you stand.”

Yusuke looked over at his two friends and back at the blue haired SDF member. “What crime?”

“The crime of a youkai seducing a reigen into his bed! That is unforgivable!” Shunjun snarled.

The head detective quirked an eyebrow. I knew fox boy and Botan were an item but did they really have sex already? “So what?” He growled then taunted, “Just because you're too ugly to get any action, doesn't mean that my friends should be punished for it.”

The tall man bristled at the insinuation. “Shut up, demon spawn, this doesn't concern you!”

“Shunjun, that's enough!” Otake commanded. “You will not win against the Mazoku, nor will you win against the fox spirit. They will be dealt with at a later date!” The captain looked over at the prince. “Lord Koenma is the priority right now.”

“I'm well aware of what my decisions would affect and I've made my peace with it. I will not return to Reikai until my father rescinds the order for Yusuke's execution.” The prince said softly.

“You're coming with us whether you like it or not!” Otake growled, stalking forward only to stop as Yusuke shouted,

“Hey asshole, you're not taking Koenma anywhere! He did the best he could to help save this world!” The head detective glared at the captain. “Normally, I don't start fights with the defenseless, but you're pissing me off so I might make an exception. So if you try to harm my boss in any way, I will kill you all where you stand.”

Otake kept his gaze on the youkai hybrid before relaxing his features. “As much as I'd love to take on the challenge of fighting you, the sealing of the tunnel is the most pressing concern right now, but rest assured, this isn't over. Not by a long shot. Men!” He shouted, the forms of the SDF shifting into pure energy, darting back into the cave system, leaving the detectives and their friends alone as the sun rose.

The group departed for home, Botan and Kurama sitting next to each other on the train ride back to Tokyo their gaze focused on their boss as Jr. spoke,

“This will be a difficult time for all of us,” Koenma began, looking at his detectives. “I'm currently in exile now and will have to adjust to human world's climate and society.”

“You're welcome to stay at my temple as long as you wish to, Koenma.” Genkai offered, looking up at Jr. who smiled and gave a slight bow of his head.

“I thank you, Genkai, for your assistance in this matter. I will take you up on that offer until such time as I can make arrangements elsewhere. I do not want to cause trouble for you.”

“It is no trouble,” The human psychic replied, looking over at Yusuke who was sound asleep, his head resting on Keiko's shoulder as she held him close. “You helped to save my favorite dimwit after all.”

Koenma chuckled a bit. “Well, Yusuke did most of the work himself. I just happened to give him a few minutes of breathing room.”

“Lord Koenma,” Botan called out softly. “Do you wish for me to stay with you as well?” Though her heart belonged with and to Kurama, she was still the head ferry girl. And it is my duty to assist the prince if need be.

The spirit lord looked at the deity. I know you love Kurama, Botan. He thought as he studied her. I also know of the rules set by my father to keep those of Reikai blood from forming intimate relationships with those of human and demon world. But since I am no longer a figure of authority, I have no right to interfere with your life, nor do I wish to. “I think you have a home already, Botan,” He replied, looking over to the kitsune. “Isn't that right, Kurama?”

The red head was surprised at the Spirit Lord's approval of the deity staying with him. Does this mean he is willing to acknowledge my love for Botan and hers for me? He wondered. “Indeed she does,” Kurama replied, reaching out to rest his hand over the girl's, turning his head as he studied Botan with open fondness. “I'm sure my mother will allow her to stay with me for the duration of the exile.”

Botan blushed at his look and the touch of his hand, smiling happily, her gaze still on the kitsune as she asked her boss, “So I can really stay with Kurama?”

Koenma saw the joy and hope in the girl's eyes and lovely features and a soft paternal smile came to his face. You've come a long way from the small child I raised those many years ago. How can I deny you your happiness over some silly and archaic rule? “Yes, Botan. You can stay with Kurama for as long as you wish. I have no objection.”

Botan beamed as she stood up, going over to her boss, giving him a hug. “Thank you, Koenma, sir!”

“Yes, well....” Koenma replied, giving her a small hug in return. “Don't thank me yet. There is still the matter of the SDF and the execution order put on Yusuke's head.”

Botan pulled back, brow furrowed as she walked back to sit down beside the kitsune. “But the detectives are too strong now for the SDF to deal with, aren't they?”

“True... but there are other things my father and his men could do to make their life a living hell. Kurama can attest to that.” Koenma replied, studying the red head.

“Yes,” Kurama said with a nod, recalling the ki draining spell used on him. “They may not be as strong as us now, but they have other methods that would make it difficult to live, should they catch us unaware.”

“The key is to remain vigilant but lay low for awhile, at least until some of this mess can be sorted out.”

Kurama nodded, silently agreeing with his boss's assessment of the situation. Those in Reikai will be watching us very closely. We must not do anything to draw attention to ourselves. Once they arrived in the city, they left at separate stops, Kurama and Botan exiting together, walking hand in hand along the sidewalk, making their way to the kitsune's residence. Despite the danger they were still in, the red head wanted to at least give the appearance of normalcy, entering the house in the proper manner as he opened the gate, entering the small path that led up to the door, blinking as it was yanked open and a frightened Shiori raced outside to greet them.

“Shuichi, where have you been?! Two days and no phone call, no note? I've been worried sick over you!”

Kurama kept his hold on Botan's hand as his mother approached them, voice and features apologetic and soft. “Mother... I'm sorry... My neglect in telling you what was going on was unintentional. It was just... my friends were in trouble and I had to help them.”

Shiori looked at her son, her expression shifting from fear to worry. “What kind of trouble, Shuichi? You didn't get into a fight again did you?”

“Something like that... yes...” He admitted, too tired to think of a proper excuse for his failure to contact his mother. “But the authorities took care of the problem. The danger is over.”

Shiori frowned. “I do not like when you put yourself into harm's way, Shuichi,” She chided. “What if something happened to you? My heart would be broken at your loss.”

Kurama's shoulders fell. “Mother... you won't lose me. But I had to help my friends... I had to help, Botan too... her family life is.... volatile at the moment and she needs a place to stay until it can be sorted out.”

The brown haired female's gaze shifted over to the girl, noting the way the younger female lowered her head, as if in shame. Something bad must have happened to cause her to look so worried. “Are you alright, Botan?” Shiori asked, genuinely concerned about the girl.

“I will be okay, Mrs. Minamino,” Botan replied softly, doing her best to not appear too cheerful, not wanting to cause trouble for the kitsune and his mother. “I'm just in a bit of shock over everything that's happened and I do not want to impose on you.”

“Nonsense. You're not imposing, Botan,” The older female replied quickly. “You're practically part of the family now so of course you can stay here as long as you need to.”

Relief filled Botan as she lifted her head, smiling gratefully as she gave a bow of her head. “Thank you, Mrs. Minamino. I will do my best to stay out of everyone's way and help around the house.”

Shiori blinked at the girl's bow and her words. “Botan... you're a guest, not a servant. I don't expect you to do everything around the house. The only rule I have is that you two..um... behave...”

Kurama felt heat on his cheek, features and tone mortified, that uncomfortable sensation of wanting to escape returning full bore in his mind as he murmured, “Mother... we... haven't done anything... illicit... I promise...”

Botan's face turned red at the connotation, images coming unbidden to her and she felt even more embarrassed for enjoying them. Why do I want to run away and hide? It's not like we have done anything naughty. We're not ready for that yet... Or is it just me, holding back? Her brow furrowed. I need to stop thinking like that. Kurama loves me. When it's right for both of us, we will know.

Shiori looked between the pair, trying hard not to laugh at how shy and awkward they obviously felt at being talked to about sex. “I believe you. I just want you to take your time and be safe with things, okay?”

“Yes, mother...” Kurama replied quickly, trying to end the conversation. “May we go inside now? I'm feeling rather... wore out and in need of rest.”

Her features softened and she nodded. “Of course, Shuichi. You and Botan both look exhausted. Why don't you head upstairs and take a nap. We'll talk about things later.”

“As you wish, mother,” He walked up to her, kissing her cheek. “I do love you and I won't forger to contact you from now so that you do not worry over me.”

Shiori smiled at her son. “I love you, too. You're my only son so of course I worry over you,” She hugged him. “But it does ease my mind that you will call me from now on so I know you're safe. Thank you.”

Kurama returned the hug, feeling the love his mother had for him and he smiled softly. “You are welcome, mother.” He pulled back then turned to Botan, holding out his hand for her to take.

The deity went up to him, smiling at Shiori as she passed, the pair heading into the house then up the staircase.

Shiori watched them go, a tender look on her features. I trust in my son and in Botan. I know they will behave themselves, though I do know that someday... that will change. It's just the nature of things, though I hope they are smart about it when the time comes. She sighed suddenly. Listen to me. I sound like an old woman. The human female shook her head, admonishing herself as she entered inside the house then closed the door behind her.

Kurama meanwhile led the deity upstairs, letting her enter first before following. He walked slowly over to the window, his gaze sweeping the area visible to him.

Botan watched as the kitsune looked out the window, voice soft. “Do you think we were followed?”

“Followed and watched, yes I do.” Kurama replied in a serious tone. “Koenma was right. We do need to lay low for a while.” He turned back, walking over to his desk as he unzipped then removed his uniform jacket, laying it over the desk chair. The kitsune then walked over to his closet, unbuttoning his white dress shirt, rolling his shoulder's as he slipped out of it, the healing wounds from the battle against Sensui now visible and Botan rose, going over to him.

“Kurama, what happened here?” She asked, trailing her fingertips innocently along the crescent shaped cuts on his left arm and shoulder.

The red head's eyelids fluttered at the gentle caress, his body responding to her touch as he croaked out, “Energy blade attacks from Sensui. He was... very strong... and we were very angry... at Yusuke's loss.”

Botan sensed there was more than just physical wounds affecting the kitsune. I want to help him. I know the darkness in his soul.. I saw it with my own eyes... but I also saw... a little boy...trying to be so very brave... even as he was afraid... and in need of comfort... I need to reach that part of him... and heal the wounds on his heart. “Yusuke's death upset you greatly... and you boys tried to avenge him...”

Kurama opened his eyes to study her. Something in the girl's tone drew him closer to her. “Yes. We were furious. It was... frustrating, Botan... being so helpless... watching him suffer... watching him die before our eyes and we couldn't do a damn thing to help him.” He turned to face her, looking down as he felt the girl's hands gently taking his own and he followed as she pulled him to sit down on the bed, joining him.

“That had to have hurt you, Kurama. I would have been beside myself with grief.” Botan whispered, loosening her hold, reaching up, her fingertips glowing with blue light as she sped up the healing process of each wound, her ki twining with the kitsune's own youkai energy.

Her touch was warm and comforting and he relaxed. “Yusuke was and is my friend. My good friend. When someone threatens my friends, I want to protect them. Even when I have no power to do so.”

“You are a brave and good man, Kurama,” Botan murmured, her voice as gentle as her touch, wanting to soothe his worry and hurt. “What you tried to do was honorable.”

“Honorable...” Kurama whispered, looking down at his own hands, turning the as he studied the palms, pain and grief marring his handsome features as the emotions began to surface. “Was it honorable to kill a child to get to Sensui?”

Botan frowned. “Kurama... you did what had to be done... you didn't kill the boy to be cruel... you did it to save the world... I know there was no joy in it for you... Besides... Koenma revived Amanuma so you do not have to feel guilt over causing his death because he's alive.”

Kurama shook his head sadly. “I've killed many beings with these hands of mine...” He whispered. “The death of a child has never been one of them until this case...I... am ashamed I had to do it, Botan. It is good that the boy was revived, but the fact remains I was the one who caused him to die in the first place.”

He looked so lost in that moment that the deity's heart broke. “Kurama, look at me...”

The kitsune lifted his head, eyes meeting the ferry girl's, finding love and forgiveness in the depths of her amethyst pools.

“I am not ashamed of you, Kurama,” Botan whispered lovingly, reaching up to caress the fox spirit's anguished features. “So you shouldn't be ashamed of yourself, either. You are a good man... an honorable man... No matter what you present to the world, I've seen your heart... it is gentle and loving...” Her own features falling as she moved closer to him. “When I see you like this... it hurts me and I want to take that pain away from you... So share with me your sorrow, Kurama... don't keep it in... let it out... let me heal you...”

He closed his eyes at her touch, feeling tears welling in his eyes. This woman... saw through all the walls and layers he used to hide his true self from the world... Saw the hurt in his heart... heard the cries of his grief and his pain... She knew the quality of his soul... loved him despite of the darkness that lived there... and instead of running away.... embraced him... accepted him... and loved him unconditionally... “Botan...” He whispered reverently, his voice cracking a bit as he pulled her to him, hugging her tightly as he buried his face in her neck, crying silently.

The deity was surprised when he pulled her tight to him, feeling his pain and tears sprung to her eyes as she held him. I will will be your strength tonight, Kurama... There is no darkness here... only love and understanding between you and I. She hummed softly, stroking his back, sharing in his hurt as she pulled him to lay down and rest with her, fatigue drawing them into the land of dreams as they fell asleep in each other's arms.