Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Reunion ( Chapter 23 )

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

Another update for those still reading my work.

Note: A bit of a heated kiss scene at one point though nothing too naughty.

Chapter 23- Reunion

Botan flew through the sky, heading towards Kurama's house, her mind of full of depressing thoughts. In the time since their separation, the ferry girl had yet to hear from Kurama and her phone calls to him remained unanswered. I know you're still alive, Kurama. I feel it in my heart, but why haven't you contacted me? Was possible the kitsune had been forbidden from communicating with her? Or had something happened to prevent him from reaching her in some form? Anxiety riddled her at the thought of being forever separated from him. No, I have to stop thinking like this, it won't help bring him back any faster. I just have to trust that he will return to me.

The deity floated down to the first floor roof, sliding off her oar, dematerializing it as she reached out to open the window. Botan climbed inside, righting herself as her gaze swept around the room, features forlorn as memories came flooding back to a time when Kurama held her close and whispered sweet nothings to her in the quiet of night. Her gaze shifted to the bed she had shared with him for months and she felt drawn to it. Botan sunk down onto the edge of the bed, laying down, burying her face into Kurama's pillow. His scent lingered against the fabric and she felt her heart and body ache for his touch and his warmth and in her pain she began to sing out her sorrow:

Every night that goes between
I feel a little less
As you slowly go away from me
This is only another test

Every night you do not come
Your softness fades away
Did I ever really care that much
Is there anything left to say

Every hour of fear I spend
My body tries to cry
Living through each empty night
A deadly calm inside

I haven't felt this way I feel
Since many a year ago
But in those years and the lifetimes past
I did not deal with the road

And I did not deal with you I know
Though the love has always been
So I search to find an answer there
So I can truly win

Every hour of fear I spend
My body tries to cry
Living through each empty night
A deadly calm inside

So I try to say
Goodbye my friend
I'd like to leave you with something warm
But never have I been a blue calm sea
I have always been a storm
I have always been a storm
Ooh I have always been a storm
I have always been a storm

We were frail

She said
"Every night he will break your heart"
I should have known from the first
I'd be the broken hearted

But I loved you from the start
Save us...
And not all the prayers in the world -- could save us

Outside the Minamino house

Kanjaku vaulted over the gate, his ki suppressed even as he sensed Botan's energy and he let out a sigh of relief. It is as Kurama said. She is here. Leaping up, the blond youkai landed on the first floor roof, eyes widening as he heard her voice carry through the open window, drawn to the song that poured from her lips, the words laced with a deep sadness that affected his own heart and he held still, closing his eyes as he listened. A frown marred his features as he heard the girl's voice break at the end, replaced with a new sound and the youkai opened his eyes, moving quietly to the window as he peered inside, puzzled at the sight of her tears and her sobbing. Is that what the pain of separation does to someone in love? Causes an emotional breakdown? He felt something in his heart and he lifted his hand, covering it. It felt heavy.... sad... and he marveled at the new experience. What is this sensation? I... hurt... for her... and I want to help her. Is this... what empathy feels like? He found himself talking without thought as he called out softly, “You have a beautiful voice for one so sad.”

The ferry girl heard a man's voice that she did not recognize and her eyes snapped open, her lithe frame bolting upright as her eyes darted about before focusing on the open window and she looked at the open door that led downstairs and back to the window, not sure whether to fight or run.

Kanjaku sensed Botan's fear and he kept his voice soft and non-threatening. “Please do not be afraid. I mean you no harm, Miss Botan.”

How does he know my name? She wondered, reaching up to wipe her tears, memory returning to her as she recalled his face. “You... You're the one that talked to Kurama last month. Your name is Kanjaku, right, a servant of Yomi's?”

He gave a slight nod of his head, surprised that she remembered his name. “That's correct but I'm here on behalf of Kurama.”

At the mention of her beloved, the deity's anxiety and pain morphed into hope and excitement. “Is he alright? Has he been hurt?”

“Kurama is fine,” Kanjaku answered, drawing the cylinder out of his bag, unscrewing the cap as he carefully pulled out the yellow message orb. “He sent me to give you this.” He opened his his hand, the glowing sphere rising into the air, floating straight towards Botan who held out her hand, watching as the orb gently landed into her palm.

“A message for me?” She asked, studying the sphere in curiosity and nervousness.

The youkai nodded. “Kurama has been worried greatly about you but could not contact you due to his assignment for Yomi,” He grew quiet for a few seconds, wondering whether to tell her before adding, “I haven't known Kurama for very long but I can tell you are always on his mind. At night, during our mission, I would hear his voice calling out for you in his sleep... and he would sing... such sad songs that I felt... his pain at being... without you,” He lowered his gaze, whispering. “And your song... your voice... I feel your pain at being away from him as well. You two really do love each other. Your soul is blinding in it's light... and his is dark... but carries a light of it's own... and now I understand better how you two came to be together.”

Botan blushed at the youkai's words, tilting her head at how accurate he was in regards to her. “How do you know all this? Are you an empath?”

He blinked at her question, lifting his head to study her. “No... but I am adept at stealth and one of the keys of success lies in observation and sensitivity to ki fluctuations. I feel the pain in your voice, and in Kurama's, through the songs you two sing. That is how I know you two deeply care about each other and are not... used to being without the other's company,” He cleared his throat, backing away from the window a bit. “I will... leave you to listen to Kurama's message... and return in about 10 minutes so that you have time to form a response that I can take back to him.” He shut the window, hopping down off the roof to give the girl the privacy she needed.

Botan watched him go, looking back down at the orb, her mind traveling back to how the kitsune played the message from Yomi and she rose, closing the bedroom door, backing up a bit as she tossed it, the glass shattering against the wood, the fluid crawling upward, taking shape, revealing the form of Kurama, his soothing voice laced with emotion as he spoke,

“Hello, peony. I am sorry for the delay in contacting you but the missions I performed for Yomi prohibited speaking with anyone. But now I have returned to the palace and can give you this message that I know you've been waiting over three weeks to hear,” There was a pause, the features of the image becoming tender as he continued, “I love you, Botan, and I miss you. I miss the warmth of your body next to mine; I miss the comfort of your presence; I miss the way you laugh and the way you look at me; I miss the taste of your lips and the sounds you make at my touch; I miss your voice and the wonderful music you sing with me. You haunt my dreams and my body aches for you in ways that make it difficult... to not be noticed by the strangers around me,” His features shifted from desire to a more serious expression. “My time here is about over and once I've completed the tasks assigned me by Yomi, I will return to your side and hopefully never leave you again. So please be patient and wait for me a bit longer, Botan. Remember that I love you with all my heart and that I want you to be very careful on your way back to Genkai's. Goodbye and I will see you soon, koishii.”

The image faded and the deity reached out in reflex. Don't go! She stared at the door for a few moments, longing to see him even more now. But I can't. Not yet. He still has a week to go and then he will return to me. Like he always does. She lowered her arm, turning her attention to the window as she heard Kanjaku's voice,

“Miss Botan? Are you alright?”

The ferry girl recovered quickly, flashing a small smile as she nodded. “Of course I am. Kurama is alive and well. Why wouldn't I be okay?”

Kanjaku studied the ferry girl with confused eyes. Though he could hear nothing in the tone of her voice to indicate she was unwell, the youkai could still see the sadness in Botan's eyes though he did not question her further on it. “Do you wish to relay a message to Kurama then?”

A message for Kurama, yes, I do. She pivoted around, walking over to the desk, pulling out the chair as she sat down. Reaching out, Botan grabbed a black ink pen from the holder then opened the green notebook in front of her and began to write.

Dear Kurama,

I have missed you so much. My heart aches to see you and my body longs for your touch. Not hearing from you these past few weeks has caused me to be worried sick about you. I barely sleep and when I do, I see you in my dreams and I reach out for you, calling your name but my hands clutch nothing but air. You disappear and the pain of missing you grows even more. Yet hearing your voice today makes me long for you even more. I will wait forever for you if I have to but please come back to me, I need you. I love you so much and pray that you will come back to me unharmed so please be careful, my fox, I don't want to live this life without you in it.

Love you with all my heart,

Your Peony

Botan finished her note then tore out the sheet, folding it twice, kissing the crease before pushing the seat back and rising. Walking over to the youkai, the ferry girl lifted her hand, holding out the piece of paper for Kanjaku to take. “Please give this to Kurama and tell him I send him all my love and I wait eagerly for his return.”

The blond took the note, reaching down to open the purple bag that hung on the loop of one of his pants, tucking it inside before drawing the string taunt once more. “I will make sure he receives your message, Miss Botan,” He replied, stepping back from the window. Kanjaku turned, walking towards the edge, casting a gaze over his shoulder as he asked, “Will you be alright like this?”

Botan tilted her head. “Like what?”

“Alone,” The youkai replied. “I could escort you back to your temporary home if you wish.”

The ferry girl blinked at his offer but smiled. “I thank you for the offer but I can handle it. I've flown alone more times than I can count without incident. I will be fine heading back to Genkai's on my own.”

Kanjaku was skeptical. If any of Kurama's enemies wished to hurt him, now would be the time to do it and I... I find myself troubled at the thought of something happening to her. Still, it wasn't his place to interfere so he nodded and turned his gaze towards the ground below. “Alright. I will leave you to do as you wish.” He hopped down, heading back the way he came, leaving the ferry girl alone once more.

Botan sighed and turned around, walking over to the door, cleaning up the glass debris, wincing as a jagged piece cut her palm. “Oww!” She cried, clutching the wound, heading into the bathroom to clean the injury, using her power to seal it shut, turning off the light as she exited and headed towards the window. She climbed out, sliding the window shut behind her as she held out her hand, materializing her oar and the deity slid on, floating up into the air, starting her ascent when something suddenly latched onto her oar, yanking it down and she lost her grip, falling off, her scream piercing the air as she rocketed down towards the ground, her momentum stopped by a pair of arms that wrapped around her, her body jarred as they landed, her cry for help cut off as a sweaty hand clamped over her mouth.

Down the street from the Minamino Residence

Kanjaku was nearing the portal that would take him back to Makai when he sensed a spike in demon energy and he stopped, closing his eyes as he traced the source, brow furrowed at the cry of fear that carried in the wind and the blond's eyes opened, snapping his head back in the direction of Kurama's house. Was that... Miss Botan? He whirled around and shot off, racing back towards Kurama's house, vaulting over the gate as he tore around the corner, skidding to a stop at the sight of the ferry girl's oar. He crept forward, senses alert for any sign of danger as he cast his gaze side to side. What happened here? Where did the girl go?

Kurama's Garden

Kara's host body was strong and the parasite used that strength to his advantage, dragging the girl away, his hand clamped like a vice over Botan's mouth to stifle her screams. I've got you now reigen. Time to take control of your rather lovely body. The parasitic youkai slithered out of the host's right ear, heading straight for the ferry girl's, invading her body. Yes! I did it!

Botan's body froze at the sensation of another presence in her mind and form, fear morphing into anger and her ki responded, light exploding from within and the parasite screamed, forced out, fleeing from the intensity of her energy, diving back into his host body, regaining control, his head snapping over to the right as he sensed a ki blast, leaping back. He landed several feet away, black eyes glaring at the form of Kanjaku who kept his hand held in front of him, even as he marched over to stand protectively in front of the deity.

Kanjaku studied the red skinned youkai, sensing his energy at about a B class. The same as me. But there was something... off about him. “Who are you? Who sent you here?”

Kara kept his gaze on the blond. So you have sided with Kurama have you? It's one thing to bear a message, it's another to try to protect his woman. Shachi will want to know about this. He whirled around, leaping through the brush and over the fence, disappearing from view.

Kanjaku lowered his hand, turning around to face the ferry girl. “Are you alright, Miss Botan?”

Botan stood in a daze, still trying to comprehend what had occurred. Who was that? What happened to me? Why do I feel... violated? “I... I'm not sure... something... that demon tried to do something to me.”

The blond studied her in concern. “What did he try to do? Force himself on you?”

She shook her head. “No... it wasn't... sexual... but... I felt him try to... take possession of my body. It felt... cold... and dark... and creepy. ”

The youkai studied the girl, looking her over, sensing no trace of any other ki. “But the creature didn't... you're still you...”

Botan nodded. “I felt a surge of energy grow from within and I used it to attack whatever was trying to invade my mind and it fled... back into the demon that held me I guess.”

The wheels in Kanjaku's head starting spinning as he listened, his brow furrowing at the implication forming in his mind. Youkai parasites can possess a body physically... and there is one that works for Shachi... His eyes narrowed as a thought came to him then. Is that what you were up to? Trying to use Kurama's mate as some sort of hostage? To blackmail him? Or to lure him into a trap? The blond youkai was aware of the hostility between Shachi and the kitsune and though Kanjaku was loyal to Yomi, he owed no such allegiance to the scaled demon general. Yomi will hear about this when I return to Makai.

Botan studied the blond, catching the knowing look on his features and she asked, “Do you know something about this, Kanjaku?”

He focused his attention back to the ferry girl, voice low but soft. “Yes. And you need to take great care, Miss Botan. The one behind this is an enemy of Kurama's.”

Botan frowned, not liking the answer at all. “Does he work for Yomi?”

“ Yes, but my king would not order this. He keeps to his word. This is the work of Shachi.”

“Shachi?”

“The general of Yomi's army,” Kanjaku replied. “He has a youkai parasite named Kara, that spies for him. Yomi is well aware of the general's eavesdropping nature and pretends to be ignorant of it, so as to keep check on him and his behavior. That you've been targeted means that Shachi knows of Kurama's love for you and seeks to exploit that for personal gain or for retribution for some perceived wrong.”

“Kurama did something to offend him you mean?” Botan asked, studying the young demon with a puzzled look on her face.

“Something like that, yes.” Kanjaku answered. “Kurama made Shachi look like the mindless fool that he is. Secretly Yomi was impressed and amused,” He looked around, making sure they were not being watched. “But the reason for your attack is not as important as your safety right now. If you remain here, you will be in great danger. Shachi may be a brute, but he will try to take you again, if he can, so I will escort you to your safe house to make sure you are protected.”

Botan bit her lip. “If what you say is true, then no matter where I am, I will be in danger, unless I were with Kurama.”

Kanjaku studied the girl, knowing her line of thinking and he shook his head. “I can't take you to Makai, Miss Botan. It's too dangerous. You're not... marked by him... yet...”

The ferry girl blinked. “Marked? What does that mean?”

The blond felt heat spread on his face. “Um... well... in Makai... when a pair decide to become... bonded... they mark each other... with a bite... infusing a sliver of their own ki into the wound. This lets other youkai know that the pair are taken and to be left alone. It is one of the few rules that our kind follow without exception.”

She caught his meaning, a blush spreading on her cheeks. “Oh... well... no... Kurama and I haven't.... done anything like that...” She paused, tilting her head as she added, “But that doesn't mean I can't be with him right now.”

“But... Miss Botan... the one who wants to hurt you is living in the same palace that Kurama currently resides in. Your being there will put you at great risk and I am not comfortable with aiding you in that endeavor.”

Botan felt desperation rising in her heart to see her beloved and she reached out, grabbing the youkai's left arm, voice and features pleading. “Please, Kanjaku. I need to be with him. If I stay here and they try again, the ones I'm staying with could be hurt or killed and can't live with that thought. So please... take me to Kurama.”

The blond looked down at the girl, seeing the fear and the desperation and he sighed. Kurama will kill me for this. He thought but nodded. “However, before we go, there is something I have to teach you first.”

Botan relaxed her grip on his arm, returning her hand to the side. “Whatever it takes for you to take me to Makai, I will do.”

Kanjaku smiled and explained what he wanted her to do.

Gandara Central Palace Training Room

Shachi paced back and forth in the training room, arms crossed as he tried to calm the anger festering in his veins. Kara should have brought the woman here by now. What is taking him so damn long?!

“Boss...”

The scaled demon whirled around, dark eyes glaring on the slinking form of Kara, noting his flesh was burned in spots. “Fell into trouble did you? Where's the girl, Kara?” He growled.

“I couldn't do it, boss.” The parasite replied, his oddly sized eyes wincing in pain as he came to a stop before the much larger demon.

“What do you mean, you couldn't do it?!” Shachi snapped. “That girl is a simple reigen. They are all weak and easily beaten!”

“Not this one...” Kara croaked out. “The light in her was too strong. It forced me out and burned my skin. I barely escaped being scorched by her ki.”

Shachi frowned. “The light? What light are you talking about?!”

The parasite sighed. “The power of her ki lies in her soul... I saw it myself... I felt it... I don't even know if... the girl is even aware of it... because if she was... then no youkai would be safe from her energy.”

“You're not making any sense, Kara,” Shachi growled. “Kurama is Youko... Youko is a demon... if her light is a threat to all demons... he would have been dead by now.”

“Not if he loved her...” Kara said softly, squirming as the wounds around his body continued to pulse in painful waves. “This power reacted... to a threat... Kurama poses no threat to her... because he loves and protects her and she loves and protects him. But if a youkai attacked her... tried to hurt her... and she knew how to harness her ki, they would be obliterated, no matter their power level.”

“Nonsense,” Shachi countered with a snort. “She's a ferry girl... they are nothing more than soul reapers... If you were so damn scared, you could have used your host body to drag her back her physically.”

“I was interrupted by Kanjaku,” Kara explained in a hasty tone. “I don't know why he came back but I couldn't risk getting caught by him.”

Shachi's features darkened. So Yomi's favorite spy has sided with Kurama has he? Perhaps he'll meet with an unfortunate accident on his next field mission. He growled silently. “So you let her get away because you were afraid of her? I find that hard to believe, Kara.”

But the parasite would not relent in his fear. “Believe me or not, but I was there... I saw that burning light... I felt it ... and I won't go near her again.”

Shachi growled. “You little bastard... you work for me... you will do as I tell you to...”

“I won't go near her again,” Kara repeated in a more forceful tone before it softened. “Besides... Kurama is leaving within the week... what good would kidnapping the girl do right now?”

The general glared at the parasite, knowing how lazy Kara could be but was unable to deny the logic of his words. “True... I can bide my time for a while longer...” But if Kurama gets too involved here, then I will capture the woman myself and use her to force the fox's hand. “Very well... forget the girl and keep tabs of Kurama. I want to know what he's up to and what he's plotting.”

Kara was relieved at the change in his orders and he nodded. “Yes, boss.” He replied, turning around slowly as he slithered off into the dark.

Shachi watched the parasite go, the anger in him barely contained. I will find a way to blackmail Kurama and force him to stay away. Even if I have to do it myself. He thought, slamming the side of his fist into the wall before stalking off and out of the room to prepare for the upcoming council meeting.

Outskirts of Gandara

Kanjaku stayed close to Botan as he led her down the path that cut a swath through the surrounding forests, senses on alert for any sign of ambush. He had gone against his better judgment, agreeing to take the ferry girl to Kurama, knowing he would be in trouble from both Yomi and the kitsune for his actions. But I could not leave her alone like that. The blond looked over at the girl, seeing her curious features as the forest opened into the vastness of the capital city and inside he was surprised and relieved at how quickly she took to learning how to suppress her ki. Now we can sneak through the city and into the palace undetected.

Botan looked around as they entered the city, surprised at the similarity to Tokyo, though there was no traffic to speak of. “Are there any other places like this in Makai, Kanjaku?”

“While there are many places capable of creating similar cities, Yomi's kingdom is the only one to hold a capital city of this magnitude,” Kanjaku answered, his gaze now forward as they walked down the street, heading towards the central tower. “My king seeks to unify all of Makai and bring about peaceful rule.”

“That has to be a tough task with so many different warring factions.” Botan replied, looking over at the blond.

“It is,” He said with a nod. “That is why we need those with great minds, like Kurama's, to figure out the best course of action to achieve that goal.”

They came to a stop at a set of doors and the ferry girl craned her neck back, voice and eyes curious. “Where are we now?”

The blond lifted his hand, resting it on the green screen to his right. “The Central Tower,” He answered, a green light flaring under his palm as his bio data was scanned and the door silently slid open. “The main building of Yomi's Palace.” He added, lowering his hand back to his side as he motioned her to enter, following right behind.

The door closed and the cylindrical elevator shot straight up. Kanjaku opened the purple bag hanging from the loop of his pants, drawing out the note from earlier. “Here,” He murmured, holding it out for the girl to take. “Since you're in Makai, you'll want to deliver this note yourself.”

Botan took the note, smiling shyly. “Thank you, Kanjaku.” She pocketed the note in her blue jeans. “Do you think he'll be angry with me?”

The blond's brow furrowed. “It is likely, but I know... he'll also be relieved to see you alive and well, Miss Botan.”

“I hope so.” She whispered, feeling nervous at the thought of Kurama being upset with her. But I want to see him. I need to see him. I need to know he's alright with my own eyes.

The elevator came to a stop, the doors opening and Kanjaku peered out, finding no one in the hallway and he stepped forward, waving the girl to follow as they turned right and headed down the corridor. “We must take great care, Miss Botan. My king can hear everything if he focuses and I don't want to bring too much attention to you right now.”

“I do think it's a bit late for that, don't you, Kanjaku?”

The blond froze, slowly turning around to find Yomi standing behind him. “My lord Yomi, I was just....”

“Sneaking in a special visitor to see Kurama, I know,” Yomi finished for the blond. “I heard your conversation when you entered the city,” The youkai king shifted his attention over to the girl, his expression shifting from curiosity to awe as his mind saw what his eyes could not. This woman's ki... I cannot sense it but the light of it is bound with her soul. He found it strong and pure, nearly painful in it's intensity and a smile formed on his lips. No wonder Kurama is drawn to this woman. She's absolutely beautiful and unique. “You must be Botan.”

The girl looked up at the blind youkai in surprise. “How did you know?”

“Even though my sight was taken from me, I can still see the light of your beauty,” Yomi replied. “It is a pleasure to meet the one Kurama loves so dearly.”

“Um... likewise...” Botan replied softly, unsure what protocols to follow. This man is Kurama's boss. If he wanted, he could kill me to get to him. But Kanjaku said Yomi keeps to his word. I will just have to play along with formalities so that I can see Kurama and no risk harm to either of us.

“I'm sure you wish to see Kurama,” Yomi continued. “He's currently preparing his report but should be finished soon. Until then,” He paused, holding out his arm for her to take. “Why don't we have some tea and snacks while we wait?”

She couldn't very well refuse. “Okay,” She replied, resting her hand on the top of his forearm. “But can Kanjaku come along as well?”

“Absolutely,” Yomi said with a magnanimous smile. “I would like to hear the circumstances that led such a lovely creature to my doorstep,” He guided the girl forward, Kanjaku right behind them, heading towards a nearby room. The doors opened automatically to the king's presence, revealing a series of small tables surrounded by chairs and a large window that overlooked the city. “Please have a seat.” Yomi offered.

Botan nodded, moving away from the tall youkai as she took a seat opposite the window, Kanjaku opposite of her while Yomi pushed a button on the side wall, his deep voice resonating in the room as he spoke, “Youda, I need you to bring me some tea and cakes to the lounge room for me.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The king of the west smiled, walking over to sit at the head of the square table. “Now then, why don't you tell me what happened, Kanjaku, while we wait for our tea.”

The youkai relayed his tale to his lord, Yomi's brow furrowing at the news of the girl's attack. Well, I wouldn't put it past Shachi to attack the weak points of Kurama's life, but I gave my word to leave his family and his woman alone so long as he cooperated, so I have no choice but to reprimand my general. “I apologize for what happened to you, Botan. Please understand that it was not I who ordered such an attack. Kurama has performed his duties to the letter so I have no reason to want to harm you.”

Botan was a bit skeptical. But I can't show any fear or weakness here. Not if I want to see Kurama again. “I believe you,” She replied, looking over to the blond youkai. “And I wanted to thank you, Kanjaku, for helping me when I needed it.” She turned her attention back to Yomi as she added, “He should receive a raise or a medal... or whatever it is youkai do to honor those who do a good deed.”

Yomi quirked an eyebrow at the increased heart rate he could sense from his shadow youkai and the heat radiating from his pale features. He's embarrassed at the praise. But why? She's only speaking the truth. A smile took over his lips in realization. Ah, so you're enamored with her beauty as well, Kanjaku? And she's not marked yet, so you react to her presence like any hot blooded male youkai would. But your heart is gentle... always has been... and your mind... is child-like in it's wonder. You're not in love with her... but you... admire her... don't you? “You're right. Kanjaku did well in protecting you. I will see he gets a reward for his actions.”

“I was only doing what was right to do.” Kanjaku murmured shyly, still blushing at the praise.

The doors to the room opened and Youda stepped inside, sitting down a tray of tea, cups, and small round cookies. “As you requested my lord,” the old youkai said in a respectful tone as he poured the tea and handed out the cups, his gaze shifting over to the blue haired female, eyes widening a bit at the light he could see in her. “Who is this young lady?” He asked.

So even an old goat like Youda can see the light, hmm? “This is Botan, a ferry girl from Reikai who has come to visit our fair city.”

Youda looked from the girl to his lord in surprise. “I don't believe we've ever had anyone from that realm visit here before and never one so beautiful as this girl.”

Botan blinked at the praise but smiled. “I thank you... but I'm not here in any official capacity. I just came to see Kurama.”

The mention of the red head made Youda's smile fall as he turned back to the girl. “Ah... well, he is rather busy at the moment preparing his report for Lord Yomi. I'm sure you understand you will have to wait a while longer before he's able to talk to you.”

“I don't mind waiting.” Botan replied with a smile.

Youda wasn't unaffected by that smile and he found himself returning it. “I'm sure he'll be pleased to see you,” His brow furrowed at the light and gentle tone in his voice, his usual snarky attitude suppressed in her presence. “I will leave you to your tea.” He said in a firmer tone, giving a slight bow of his head to Yomi before he turned and left the room.

“My, my. You even affected Youda with your smile. You're quite an interesting woman, Botan. I can see why Kurama fell in love with you.”

At the mention of the kitsune, the girl turned her attention to the king. “Just what has Kurama been doing for you these past few weeks?”

Yomi tilted his head, wondering whether or not to tell her. “He's been gathering intelligence on my enemies so that we can plot out how to defeat them when the time comes.”

“So Makai is to go to war then?” The ferry girl asked, looking over at the plate of cookies, curious as to what they were but leery of eating them.

“Yes,” Yomi answered, lifting the cup of tea to his mouth as he took a sip. “Though my intention is to unify, not destroy, this world,” He sensed her hesitation to drink and to eat and he spoke in a softer tone. “It's not poisoned, I assure you.”

The deity's brow furrowed. He sees a lot, even if he is blind. “It's not that I think it's poisoned... It's just...” She started then stopped, unable to give voice to her concern.

“What is it?” Yomi asked, wondering what would make the girl so nervous.

Botan looked over at the king, the same hesitation filling her as she asked. “It's not made out of humans is it?”

Yomi's eyebrows shot up and a burst of laughter escaped from his mouth.

Kanjaku snapped his head towards Yomi, surprise on his face. I've never heard him laugh before.

Botan was puzzled at his laughter and she lowered her gaze, feeling a bit foolish.

The king of the west's laughter quickly died out at the sense of embarrassment in the girl and he cleared his throat. “I'm sorry,” He began, voice and features more serious. “Your question is a valid one. I was just amused at it, that is all.”

Botan lifted her head, returning his attention to Yomi. “So are the cookies made out of humans?”

Yomi let out a softer laugh this time, shaking his head. “No. Unlike that brute to the north, I do not need human flesh to survive. I do however, like the food that humans make. So I have tried to replicate that experience here.”

“Oh...” Botan replied. “I just thought that most youkai wanted to eat humans.”

Yomi tilted his head. “I won't deny that there are those who do,” He began, reaching out to take a cookie from the plate before him. “But for my part and those of my men, we do not need or desire humans for consumption.”

Botan's brow furrowed. That is certainly different that what they taught us in Reikai. She murmured silently. She reached out, grabbing a cookie and took a bite, surprised at the slight lemon taste. “These are really good!” She exclaimed.

Yomi chuckled at her reaction, finding her bubbly nature rather refreshing. “Have as many as you'd like.”

The ferry girl finished the cookie then turned her attention back to the blind Youkai. “So when will I get to see Kurama?”

“After the meeting, he should be free to visit with you,” Yomi answered. “Though I would recommend you remain here until that time comes. Just to be safe.”

The deity nodded, munching on another cookie, wondering what the kitsune was up to.

Kurama's Room

The kitsune poured over the datum one last time, making sure everything was in order, before pushing his chair away from the desk. He felt... anxious and uneasy. Kanjaku should have returned by now but I cannot sense his presence and there should be no reason for him to suppress his ki unless he were being followed. His eyes narrowed at the thought and worry grew in his heart. After this meeting, I will search for him myself.

Rising, the red head popped out the disc from the recorder, sliding it carefully into it's case, tucking it into the right pocket of his jacket and headed out the door. He entered the hall, looking over at the green screen to the side of his door. A thought came to him and he walked over to the keyboard on the opposite side, studying it for a few moments before he reached out, typing a series of simple commands. The information popped up on the screen, Kanjaku's bio data registering into the system about 20 minutes ago.

You're here but where are you? He wondered, typing in new commands, his fingers flying on the keyboard, a map flashing on the screen, three red dots blinking in a small room. “Lounge room, 34th floor.” He murmured, adjusting the map, enlarging it as each dot was labeled. Yomi, Kanjaku, and reigen. Someone from Spirit World is here? But who could it... the voice inside his mind died out, realization striking him then, his features paling. No... Not her... not here! He took off in a panic, racing down the corridor, skidding to a stop as he found the room and he held out his hand, the doors opening and he stepped inside, the attention of all three beings immediately drawn to him but his own gaze was focused solely on Botan who met his troubled gaze with a look of her own.

Yomi heard the pounding of Kurama's heart and felt his fear and worry, knowing it was in relation to the presence of the ferry girl and he tried to ease the tension in the room. “Ah, Kurama, glad you could make it. I was just keeping Botan company until you were able to talk to her. Why don't you take a seat and join us?”

The kitsune kept his gaze on Botan as he answered. “I'd rather take Botan home immediately.”

Though his voice seemed even, the ferry girl could feel his anger and fear, knowing he was disappointed in her.

Yomi frowned at the girl's reaction, puzzled at the response between the two. Shouldn't they be happy to see each other? “I'm afraid that impossible at the moment, Kurama,” the king replied. “However, if your plan is to my liking, then you may return her to Ningenkai at your leisure,” He rose, motioning Kanjaku to follow. “I will give you some time before you deliver your report.”

The blond felt bad for the girl and wanted to explain what happened to Kurama but knew it was not his place to interfere and he merely nodded, following his lord out the door, leaving the pair alone.

Kurama waited for them to leave before he spoke, his tone low and strained. “Why did you come here, Botan? Do you have any idea how much danger you are in?”

“I wanted to see you...” Botan answered, lifting her gaze to study him. “Three weeks and no phone call... no letters... no messages... Not knowing what was going on with you... Do you know how much that hurt me, Kurama?”

Some of the anger fled from him, replaced with concern and worry. “Botan, it was not my intention to keep you in the dark of my situation. That's why I sent Kanjaku to deliver that message to you.”

“And I listened to it,” Botan replied, moving closer to him. “And it made me miss you all the more,” She paused, voice softening. “I had every intention of returning to Genkai's but I was attacked when I left your house and Kanjaku helped to rescue me.”

Anger returned at the mention of her attack. “What?”

“Someone tried to attack me,” She repeated. “They tried to invade my body and take control of it but I forced them out with my energy. They fled when Kanjaku showed up.”

His eyes narrowed. “What did this attacker look like?”

She could feel Youko rising to the surface of her beloved's mind, flecks of gold bursting in his eyes as she stared back at him. “He had red skin and was rather strong. But that was not the true person that attacked me.”

He studied her in confusion. “Not the true person?”

“Kanjaku said that it was most likely a youkai parasite. Someone named Kara.”

“Kanjaku knows who it was that attacked you then?” Kurama asked.

The ferry girl nodded. “The one behind it was the youkai called Shachi.”

Of course. Kurama replied silently. That bastard has been plotting against me ever since I put him in his place nearly a month ago. “I see.”

His features were hard and distant and she hurt even more than before. “Kurama?” She whispered, reaching out to touch his arm.

He blinked at her touch, hearing the pain in her voice and his rage faded, his voice softening. “Botan... I'm sorry... I don't mean to be so.. cold... It's just... seeing you here... I'm afraid of them hurting you. I want to keep you safe and you will not be safe Makai.”

“I won't be safe anywhere, Kurama, if they really want to get to me. At least you can protect me here if they try anything again.”

Her confidence in his ability to keep her safe and the nearness of her brought out the tender emotions in him and Kurama reached out, pulling Botan to him, hugging her tightly, a fierceness in his voice. “Botan... I won't let them hurt you, I swear it.”

The ferry girl leaned into the kitsune, resting her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms around him in return, closing her eyes in contentment at the closeness, comforted by the warmth of his body. “Kurama... I've missed you so much...”

Kurama kept his hold on her, tilting his head to rest it against hers, voice lowering but still soft. “Peony... I've missed you too... I've been lost without your presence and your touch.” He felt the girl pull back and he loosened his hold, looking down at her, seeing a love and desire in her eyes that reflected his own need and he leaned down, brushing his lips slowly against hers. The red head groaned when she returned the attention and for a moment he forget himself and where he was at, capturing her lips in a full kiss, his want of her growing, driven by the separation and he pulled her back to him, sliding his hand up to twine his fingers into her hair, deepening the kiss, claiming her mouth, his need of her overpowering his reason, his body reacting to the taste and feel of her.

Botan returned his kiss as she felt the heat of his body rising, her own body suddenly on fire, an ache growing inside, her moan muffled as he claimed her mouth and she returned the lustful kiss. The pent up emotion over seeing him after the separation overrode her nervousness and she pressed back against him, feeling something hard against her lower stomach, knowing what it was and she felt a bit of female pride at how easily he reacted to her physically, pressing even more against him in reaction, too lost in the growing need of him to worry about the consequences of their actions.

Kurama's eyes flashed at how responsive she was, a moan of his own building in his throat when she pressed against his strained arousal and he would have lifted her up and carried her away to his room, meeting be damned, if the door hadn't suddenly opened and a gruff voice called out. “Sorry to interrupt your fun but the meeting has been called to order.”

The kitsune broke off the kiss, growling as he turned his gaze over his shoulder, gold eyes glaring at the small form of Youda.

The wizened youkai was unperturbed by the dark look tossed his way. “Yomi requests your presence. I'll give you... a moment to compose yourself.” He replied, knowing the state of the kitsune and the ferry girl's bodies.

Botan blushed at the implication, features flushed as she tried to recover from the intensity of love and desire she felt for the kitsune.

Kurama remained glaring at the door even after Youda left then he sighed, loosening his hold, the gold fading from his eyes as he tried to calm his body and his heart down. He felt the girl's hands on his face and he turned attention back to her, eyes fluttering as she caressed his skin.

“Kurama...”

“Botan...” He replied in a hoarse tone as he leaned into her touch, finding it more loving than lustful, yet he felt his need of her grow even more and it was only sheer force of will that prevented him from finishing what they started. “I... I have to go... But I will return here for you as soon as I can.”

“I know...” She whispered, her pulse roaring in her head, her body still achy though her mind was back in control. “I will wait here but don't make me wait too long, Kurama.”

He reached up, cupping her face with his right hand, stroking her cheek with his thumb. “I'm sorry about all this... but it's almost over... I promise...” Reluctantly he drew back, lowering his hand back to his side. “I will see you in a little bit, koishii.” Kurama said softly before turning and exiting the room.

Botan watched him go, sighing as she walked over to the window and leaned against the glass, trying to calm her body down. The reaction to being so close to him after the separation was both frightening and arousing and her mind wandered, recalling the marking and mating ritual Kanjaku mentioned. Is that what will happen when we... have sex? She wondered, idly caressing her neck. And will I have to bite him back to complete the bond? The ferry girl shook her head, chiding herself for her base desires. Being aroused won't help the situation. It'll only distract Kurama. I have to gain control of myself. She straightened her frame, resolve in her features as she stared out at the skyline of the city. So that we can go home together.

Gandara Central Palace Council Chambers

Kurama entered the room, already in control of his body and mind, steeling his will for the presentation of his information. Though there is something I have to do first.

“Ah, there you are, Kurama,” Yomi replied, smirking a bit, picking up Botan's scent all over the kitsune as he marched passed. “Ready to start the meeting then?”

Kurama ignored the king, heading straight for Shachi, lashing out with a blindingly quick move, his hand clenching around the scaled demon's throat, yanking him up and out of his chair with surprising strength, slamming him into the nearby metal wall, eyes and features dark as he studied the demon with gold, and very angry, eyes. “I know what you did, Shachi,” His voice was soft, belying the rage brimming just under the surface, Youko close to emerging, the strength of his youkai nature feeding power to his arm. “If you try it again, I will rip you apart from limb to limb and feed you to my plants.”

The group of youkai gasped in surprise at the display of violence and strength, Youda discretely scanning the power level of the half human, eyes widening at the number. 150,000?! Shachi's is only at 137,000. He's just a boy... in that form... how can he have access to that much power? The adviser to Yomi turned his attention over to his lord, frowning at the look of approval on the king's face. Does he know what this is all about?

Shachi, for his part, was shocked at the surprise attack and strength of Kurama's hold, his breath stolen as he was choked. He clawed at the kitsune's arm, slicing through the fabric, digging into the boy's skin, drawing blood but the red head only tightened his grip, the demon's neck close to breaking. This... bastard... is going to kill me... But how? He's a half-human runt!

“I think he's learned his lesson, don't you... Youko?” Yomi called out in a soft tone, drawing the red head's attention and he looked over to Yomi then back at Shachi, releasing his hand with a shove, the gold fading from his eyes, green taking it's place. The throbbing pain from the gashes on his arm signaled a need for healing but he ignored it, wanting to finish the meeting as soon as possible. Straightening his frame, Kurama walked past the scaled demon, heading towards the screen as he took out the disk in his pocket, sliding it into the side of the giant monitor and it flared to life, revealing several pictures and composite datum.

Shachi rubbed his bruised throat, his voice hoarse as he looked over at the kitsune with dark eyes, snarling in indignation. “My lord, Kurama just attacked me without provocation. He should be imprisoned immediately!”

“I will do no such thing.”

The general snapped his head over to his king, puzzled at his king's answer. “But my lord, that is the law you put forth yourself!”

Yomi kept his focus on the scaled demon as he answered, “True, but Kurama's attack on you was a direct response to your attack on his woman, therefore it was not without provocation,” The king said, his tone turning darker and more stern. “I suggest you not try that again, Shachi.”

The general gave a start of surprise at the tone in his king's voice, shamed at his reprimand, shocked at how much his lord knew. That little runt, Kanjaku, must have figured out Kara was the one who attacked the girl and then told Yomi what happened. I will make him pay for that! “My lord, I don't know what you're talking about.”

“Don't play stupid, Shachi,” Yomi replied, his expression hardening as he added, “Now, unless you find the idea of being confined in a dark cell pleasing, you will sit down and be quiet.”

The scaled demon fixed a level stare at the kitsune.

“I mean it, Shachi.” Yomi commanded in a warning tone, knowing his general was close to the edge of retaliating.

“Yes... sir...” Shachi growled, marching over to the table, slowly lowering back down in his chair, keeping his eyes focused downward, seething in embarrassment.

Yomi turned his focus back to the kitsune. “Alright then, why don't you show me what you've come up with, Kurama.”

The kitsune had regained complete control of his emotions, his features impassive, indicating none of the rage he felt towards the youkai who had tried to hurt and use Botan. “As you all know, Kanjaku and I were sent out on a field assignment to gather more accurate datum on the other two kingdoms strongest fighters. As you can see on the screen here, Yusuke Urameshi is already over 200,000 in power level. Within the next six months, that will most likely double.”

Gasps were heard but he paid them no mind, continuing with his presentation. “Hiei from Mukuro's domain is at 190,000 and will no doubt be doubling his strength during the same time frame,” He typed in a series of commands on the computer podium, more datum presented with accompaning pictures. “These 10 men you see here are split up between the two factions. Many of them are also training hard to prepare for the war that will break out once Raizen passes.”

“They are all at around 60,000.” Youda commented, studying the screen with a key eye. “Greater than our warriors here.”

“Yes. As things stand, Yomi's kingdom lacks any warriors capable of taking these men head on. But that won't be the case for long.”

“Oh?” Youda asked, shifting his gaze over to the red head. “How do you propose to rectify this absence of strength?”

“I'm going to find Yomi six strong and capable fighters and train them until they are over 100,000 in ki strength.”

“Impossible...” Youda replied, scoffing. “There is no way you can find such men and train them in such a short amount of time.”

“In this world, perhaps not,” Kurama replied. “But there are six demons living in Ningenkai that I fought or met during the Dark Tournament that are strong and capable enough to reach that level in a short amount of time. I plan on recruiting them for this kingdom,” In truth, I want to be as far away from here as I possible yet if war breaks out, I will have no choice but to fight Yusuke and Hiei. Yomi won't simply allow me to walk away. No, this is the best course of action for both myself... and for those I care about. The kitsune thought as he turned his gaze over to Yomi. “I guarantee you that in six months time, I will have each fighter trained to a level above 100,000. I will then bring them here to you, Yomi, to be inspected and approved for battle.”

“Hmm... your idea is intriguing, Kurama. I quite like it. But you do understand I can't just let you go back to Human World without supervision.”

“I am aware of that, yes. And I have no problem being monitored,” Kurama answered. “Let me tend to my family affairs during this and I will make those men strong enough to take on and defeat both Raizen and Mukuro's armies... the second in command for each kingdom... will then be left to fight each other. Both battles must be won for you to gain control of Makai. That is what you want, is it not, Yomi?”

The king of the west heard the placating tones of the red head, recognizing his shrewd and subtle play on words and with his own mind. You're still as crafty as ever, Kurama. Play to my pride and my driven goal to unite this world and I will of course accommodate you. You haven't changed in this regard. “Yes it is.” He answered, leaning forward as he brought his hands up, resting his chin against his now interlocked fingers. “Very well. You may return to Ningenkai immediately to implement your plan, Kurama,” The blind youkai said, smirking a bit. “But are you sure you'll be able to leave here without finishing what you started with that lovely ferry girl of yours in that room?”

What?! Shachi thought. The girl is here right now?!

There was a flash of irritation in the kitsune's eyes before he remembered how in tune Yomi's hearing was. Of course he'd know how Botan and I reacted to each other. “What we do together is our own business, Yomi,” His voice was low but he quickly squashed his emotion. “I will take Botan home with me today but I will also keep to my word and train those men for you.”

“I'm counting on you to bring me victory, Kurama,” Yomi replied. “And I look forward to seeing the results of your work,” The king unlocked his fingers and rose. “The rest of you will continue to work on strategy while Kurama's gone. Meeting adjourned.”

Kurama left the room last, healing the wounds on his arm from Shachi's claws before exiting into the corridor. He headed straight to the lounge room, stepping through the open door, finding the deity leaning against the window. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Botan, but the meeting is over now.”

Botan turned her gaze at the sound of Kurama's voice, her bright eyes matching her smile as she pushed off the glass and walked over to him. “Did everything go okay?”

“Yes,” He answered, watching her approach. “Yomi agreed to my plan and I can return to Ningenkai immediately.”

The deity look up at him in surprise. “He's letting you go home early?”

Kurama nodded. “I will have work to do for him when I get back to Human World, but I will be able to stay at your side as well and that makes what I have to do worth it.”

Her brow furrowed. “What is it you have to do, Kurama?”

“I'll talk of it later with you, Botan. When we're alone,” He replied in a whisper as he reached out to gently take her hand in his own, stroking the top of it with his thumb. “The important thing is we get to go home together, Peony.”

Botan enjoyed the simple contact and touch to her hand, wanting to kiss him then but she knew the timing wasn't right, so she flashed him a bubbly smile instead. “Sounds great! When do we leave?”

He found her smile endearing and it calmed his desire for her, the love shining through in his voice as he answered, “Let me grab my things from the room and we'll go.”

They entered the corridor together, holding hands as Kurama led her to his room. Once inside, the kitsune quickly packed his belongings into the purple backpack, slinging it over his shoulder as he held out his hand for her to take. “Let's go home, koishii.” He said with a smile.

Botan took his hand, joy blooming in her heart at being close to him again and the pair took the elevator down to street level, departing Gandara as they headed towards the portal that would take them back to Ningenkai.