Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Family ( Chapter 30 )

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

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Kiniro- golden. Capital of Karu.

Mitsuko-light child

Chapter 30-Family

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November 10, 1993 on the road to Kiniro

Kasumi sat quietly opposite of the sleeping form of Botan, her eyes focused on forested landscape that surrounded them. The carriage rolled at a steady clip, the rhythmic clattering of metallic hooves against the cobblestone road were soothing and had the situation been different, the lady would have fallen asleep as deeply as her niece had. But I cannot rest now. I must remain awake and alert for what may come. Truth be told, Kasumi was nervous for Botan. She knew her parents would accept their granddaughter without question. But I know we will be unable to hide her presence forever. And once Matsu learns of the truth, Botan will be summoned... and my parents may have to present her to court.

The carriage hit a bump and bounced, shaking the contents and Kasumi had to catch herself to keep from falling.

Botan wasn't so lucky and her body slid, her head bumping against the metallic side, jarring her awake. “Oww!” She cried, wincing as she clutched her head.

“Are you alright, Botan?” Kasumi asked, looking on in concern as her niece sat up and clutched her head.

The girl rubbed her forehead, lowering her hand as she answered. “Yes... but it's a rather unpleasant way to wake up.” Her gaze shifted to the window, eyes and voice curious. “Where are we?”

Kasumi followed the girl's gaze, features softening a bit. “We are about 10 miles from Kiniro, capital of Karu. “

“Really? That close?”

The lady nodded. “Yes... in fact we should be able to see the palace in a few moments here.”

Botan continued to look out the window, bracing herself as the carriage rounded a bend, the forest of color suddenly giving way to the crystal blue of a massive lake and Botan gasped. There, beyond the lake shore, lay a massive hill dotted with towering pines. But it was the white walls of a colossal building that drew the girl's attention. “Is that the palace?”

“It is,” Her aunt replied. “Rather breathtaking isn't?”

“It's beautiful,” She whispered in awe. “Everything here is beautiful... I never knew such places existed in Reikai.”

The carriage drew closer to the palace, making the gradual winding ascent, trees and golden stone greeting Botan's eyes until they suddenly stopped before an ornate gate the color of the sun. “Do we get out now or...”

The carriage moved once more and the deity's voice died, marveling as they passed beyond the gate, an elaborate and colorful courtyard of various plants lined each side of the path seemed to welcome her and she felt her body relax, though the anxiety of what was to come was growing in her mind. I don't want to disappoint them... but what if... what if they don't like me? Or don't approve of me? The metallic clang of hooves grew silent and the door to the girl's left opened.

Kasumi could sense her niece's apprehension and she rose. “It will be alright, Botan. Do not worry. Your grandparents will love you no matter what.” She exited the carriage and stood to the side, allowing Botan to join her.

Her aunt's voice soothed some of her worry and the ferry girl straightened her back, sweeping her gaze around the compound, craning her neck back as she studied the multilevel palace. It was similar in design to Koenma's but on a much larger scale and she marveled at the sheer size of the building before her. “How many people live here?” She asked, moving to walk beside Kasumi as they headed towards the steps that led to the main entrance door.

Kasumi moved with practiced grace up the stairs, coming to a stop before a set of golden metal doors. “About 100 servants along with 200 of the elite guard of Karu reside year around here,” She answered before adding, “At least, that's what it was before I left to live with my... husband...”

“You never came home after marrying Enma?”

“Oh, I came home on occasion up until 150 years ago.” Kasumi replied. “I was told that it wasn't safe for any members of the royal house to go traveling, due to the threat of youkai invasion. Enma insisted I remain at home, under the care of the SDF while he went on his business trips through the realm. At the time, there had been a few incidents between Reikai and Makai, and after the death of Satoru, I didn't question it... But when I found the unopened letters from Enma to Mizuki... and read them... I knew the truth... and confronted him. And you know the rest.” She nearly spat out, her anger rising to the surface at the memories of her husband's attempted infidelities and betrayal.

There was a heated bitterness in the lady's tone that made Botan flinch and she partly regretted bringing up the subject. “I am sorry... I didn't know...”

Kasumi blinked, her anger fading at the sound of her niece's troubled voice. “There is nothing to be sorry for, Botan... the only one who should be sorry is Enma.”

The deck shuddered for a second and the two women turned their gaze to the golden doors, watching as they slid open to reveal the lanky form of a lavender haired male, his light brown eyes brightening as they focused upon the features of Kasumi. “My lady! It been far too long since I've have the pleasure of your presence! When the duke told me you were alive and well, I couldn't help but be happy at the news!”

“Hello, Abverden,” Kasumi said softly. “It has indeed been far too long since we last saw one another.”

Abverden's gaze shifted from the lady to Botan, eyes widening at the light he could see with in her, recognizing it instantly. “My lady... is this... is she really...?”

“Yes, she is...” Kasumi answered, looking over at Botan. “This young woman is indeed Mizuki and Satoru's daughter, Mitsuko.”

“Mitsuko?” Botan murmured, shifting her gaze over to the older female. Light child? That was my original name? The ferry girl recovered enough to smile and greet the man before her with a friendly tone. “Hello, it's nice to meet you.”

Abverden bowed his head, voice soft and respectful. “The pleasure is mine, my lady.”

Botan blushed at the formal greeting, watching as the man lifted his head and returned his attention to Kasumi who asked,

“Where are my parents, Adverden?”

“The duke and duchess are currently in the water garden,” He paused, backing up and pivoting sideways as he added, “Allow me to lead the way, my lady.”

Kasumi nodded, stepping past the open doors, Botan following and the two ladies walked behind the servant as he led them down the bright corridor. The ferry girl looked around, drawn to the colorful and elaborate paintings that lined each side of the wide hallway. From snow capped mountains to dense and mysterious forests, each step provided a new and wonderful view of scenery. They passed several other corridors shooting off in different direction, colorful images visible and the deity's curiosity grew. Just where did those halls lead off to? And who had painted such wondrous and beautiful scenery?

They stopped before another set of gold doors and the ferry girl had to shield her eyes as the sun burst from the now opened doorway. She blinked, adjusting to the light, lowering her hand to her side, surprised and delighted at the sight that met her gaze. A stone path weaved through a forest of colorful trees, the voices of many birds singing their greetings as they fluttered about between the branches met the girl's ears and she felt a soothing warmth fill her soul. The path rounded a bend and the three of them soon came upon an arched wooden bridge painted gold and white, a wide but narrow river running underneath. Botan looked down as they passed over the bridge, catching a flash of silver shoot through the crystal clear water, a splash erupting to her right and she turned, watching as a large fish leapt out to snatch a water nymph before crashing back down into the river below.

Part of her longed to explore her surroundings and she paused longer than she had intended, nearly jumping at the sound of Kasumi's voice.

“Botan, are you alright?”

“Yes, I'm fine,” She replied, turning to face Kasumi as she moved to catch up to her aunt. “I was just admiring the view of everything here. It's so peaceful and beautiful. You must have been loathe to leave all this behind.”

“It was a hardship, yes,” Kasumi confirmed. “When I saw the southern palace and the lack of nature around it I found it rather... depressing... I always attributed it to the fact that the realms of the dead resided around and beyond the gate of judgment. Nothing living could really grow. But I now believe Enma cared little for the aesthetics of scenery. After all, he was always away on business... what did he care how the grounds looked?”

The path narrowed through a batch of trees, sunlight filtering through the colorful branches, before they emerged into an open area where a massive pond lay. But it was the two people standing on the bank that drew Botan's attention as they turned and exclaimed,

“Kasumi!”

Botan watched as her aunt closed the distance between her and what she assumed where Kasumi's parents, joy and tears in their eyes as they embraced each other.

“My daughter, you've returned to us!” The chestnut haired female cried. “We feared you had perished... Enma told us you had betrayed his trust and fled... Had we known the truth, we would have sent the guard to rescue you from your imprisonment.”

“Yes and then I would have confronted Enma myself,” Torvald added, his eyes shifting away from his daughter and over at the ferry girl, curiosity morphing into recognition. That hair... those eyes... could it really be... “Mitsuko?”

Kasumi caught her father's gaze and the disbelief in his voice and she turned, smiling softly. “Yes... She is indeed Mitsuko... though she goes by the name of Botan now.”

Torvald watched as his wife broke off from the group, walking over to the ferry girl, voice tender as she came to a stop before the girl. “Botan... It is wonderful to meet you... my name is Avaron... your grandfather over there is called Torvald.... and you are most welcome here, child.”

Up until this point, the ferry girl had been wracked with nervous anticipation, but the lady's warm smile and greeting eased her anxiety a bit, though she hid her worry by flashing a happy smile as she waved. “Hello! It is great to finally meet you both.”

Avaron could sense a trace of youkai energy emanating from the girl's shoulder, knowing exactly what it was. But that did not trouble her as much as the hesitation and worry she could sense in the girl's spirit. You conceal your fear of rejection with a bright smile, don't you child? How long have you worn such a mask to hide the hurt in your heart? Wanting to ease her granddaughter's fear of rejection, the duchess gave her a hug and murmured in a soft and soothing voice “You are home now, child. Do not worry or be afraid. We loved your mother... and we love you... never doubt that.”

Surprise bloomed in the girl's features at the love and acceptance she heard in her grandmother's voice, eyes welling up with tears as she returned the hug. I am home... I have a family... a family that loves me... and accepts me as I am...

Avaron smiled at the return of her hug, sensing her relief and her joy. Pulling back, the older female motioned her to join the rest of the group, coming to stand to her husband's left as he greeted Botan in his own fashion.

Torvald studied the ferry girl with happy eyes, voice soft and reverent. “You have your mother's eyes... and her strong spirit... the light within you has finally broke free of its bonds. You are indeed Mizuki's child,” He reached out to pull her into a hug. “Welcome home, my granddaughter...”

Botan felt the strength of the duke, felt the sincerity of his words and felt his acceptance of her and the last wall of fear came tumbling down. “I am happy to be home, grandfather...”

Torvald beamed at her reply, pulling back to study her. “You must have many questions you wish to ask of us.”

“I do,” Botan replied with a nod, about to ask something when her stomach growled and she blushed as Torvald let out a soft laugh.

“Hmm... perhaps we should have something to eat before we talk.” The duke looked over to his servant, voice gentle as he spoke. “Abverden, please inform Eilia that we will be having dinner a bit early today.”

“It will be done, my lord,” The smaller man replied, asking, “Where do you wish to dine, sir?”

“The forest garden sounds like a good place to have dinner,” He paused, looking over at Botan as he asked, “Unless you wish to eat inside the palace, Botan?”

The girl was surprised at the question, a bit of a sheepish look on her face. “Um... well... I don't know the layout here... but I do love trees so the forest garden sounds good to me!”

Torvald smiled at his granddaughter's bubbly nature. “Then that is where we shall dine.”

Abverden bowed and pivoted, walking back gracefully the way he came, leaving the others to themselves.

The duke led the group along the path and over the bridge, nearing the palace before turning left and down a tree lined trail that opened into a canopy. Sunlight burst around them as Torvald entered an island of maples, the red and orange leaves dancing in the gentle wind that swirled by, and he stopped before a small rectangular table made of some kind of green stone, sitting at the head, his wife taking the opposite side, while Kasumi took the left side. Botan looked around then sat down on the right, surprised to find the smooth surface warm and comforting.

Avaron smiled at her granddaughter's surprised features and explained, “This stone holds warmth from the sun and harnesses it so that whomever sits here remains warm, even during a breezy day.”

“That's rather neat,” Botan commented, turning her attention to Torvald as he asked,

“How was your trip to Karu? I imagine riding in a carriage is a bit different from riding an oar.”

“Yes... it was a bit different traveling like that... the mechanical horses were interesting... and the view of everything so low to the ground... I was surprised at the amount of trees and wildlife I saw on the way here. And the people. There were many more than I thought living so far north.”

“We are a bit different from the south, as you have seen,” Torvald said softly. “Despite the old world feel, our technology is quite advanced. We simply prefer the designs of a bygone era to the industrial look of modern Ningenkai.”

“I wish we had such things at the Gate of Judgment. I mean... we have some of the tech stuff... but nothing like I've seen here.”

“As a ferry girl, you must have seen many things though outside of Reikai. Your job had to be a difficult one. You must have had to deal with many unhappy souls.” Avaron commented.

Botan tilted her head. “I admit it could be depressing at times, many people have regrets about the life they lived. There certainly were occasions where people were angry, hurt, or sad. But there were also those who were happy and relieved.”

“Relieved?” Avaron replied, brow furrowed. “Why would they be happy to be dead?”

“Many people suffer from debilitating illnesses or injuries.” She explained. “When they die, their soul returns to the form they were in their prime. No more pain and no more suffering. But there is still a lingering sadness of leaving loved ones behind. So I did the best I could to let them know it would be alright. To not be afraid and to trust me. Once I did that, they were willing to travel to Reikai.”

“Sounds like a stressful and lonely job.” The duchess murmured sympathetically.

“It can be,” Botan admitted. “But I got to help people too. I also grew close to the Reikai detectives and they became friends that I cherish and love.”

“Detectives... Koenma employs them to protect Ningenkai, correct?”

Botan nodded. “That's right. Three of them are youkai and are all very strong fighters and good friends to me.”

“Does that include the youkai you fell in love with?”

The ferry girl blushed at the tone in her grandmother's voice. Of course she'd be curious. She can sense Kurama's ki in the mark he gave me. Botan wasn't ashamed of Kurama but still felt a bit reluctant to justify her feelings, knowing the prejudices reigens carried against demons. “I was a gradual thing. I mean, he was the enemy when I first met him.”

Avaron raised her eyebrows at this new bit of information but said nothing as Botan continued,

“He stole something, you see, something from Reikai that had been stored away in a secure vault. Koenma had Yusuke track each item down. I thought he wanted to use the item for his own selfish gain. But his reasoning was selfless. He was willing to give up his life so that his mother could live. That sacrifice changed my opinion of him and Koenma found him to be a worthy candidate for a detective. As I grew to know him, I found out that he had a love of music and singing and we bonded over that. He taught me how to read notes and how to play the keyboard. We grew closer and closer and I began to fall in love with him.”

She paused, a wistful smile tugging at her lips as she recalled the time she had spent with the kitsune. “He made me feel alive and happy. And loved. He protected me during many battles and healed my mind and my body on many occasions. Kurama loves me without condition or demands. How could I not love him just as strongly as he loves me?”

The power in her voice was surprising to the duchess. This is true love... unyielding in it's conviction. She truly cares about this youkai. “What is his name?”

“Shuichi Minamino,” Botan answered with a shy look. “But he goes by the name Kurama when around the detectives and close friends.”

A human name, interesting. Avaron thought. “Do you have a picture of him I could see?”

The question made Botan blink but she was eager to show off her beloved and she nodded. “I do have a few. The bigger ones are in my bag in the carriage but I have one here,” She paused, carefully pulling out a small photo from her right pocket before handing it to Avaron.

The duchess took the photo, studying the rather candid picture. There stood her granddaughter, practically glowing for the camera as she leaned against the larger frame of breathtakingly handsome redheaded man. His vivid green eyes spoke of a great intelligence that belied his youthful features. His arms were wrapped tenderly, almost protectively, around Botan. And there was an unguarded smile upon his lips that spoke of a happiness that equaled the girl's. No wonder she fell in love with this man. He's beautiful... and strong... and intelligent. “This man is a youkai?”

Botan heard the disbelief in Avaron's voice and smiled. “Yep! Isn't he handsome!”

“He certainly is,” Avaron replied, looking back down at the picture. If Botan and Kurama are allowed to remain a couple, their children will be just as beautiful as they are. “I admit , I'm surprised. I thought all demons were grotesque and misshapen, but Kurama is rather...”

“Normal,” Botan finished for her. “There are certainly are demons that fit the stereotype but there are many more that look the same as we do. In fact, unless you have the ability to detect ki, you couldn't tell the difference.”

“You seem to know a lot about youkai, Botan.”

“Working for Koenma brought me into contact with a lot of demons. I've found that they are just as varied as humans and reigens. There's been such a misunderstanding between the three races that we assume the worst of demons and the best of reigens. I've come to find that we are no better than anyone else.”

“Including Kurama?”

Botan blushed but smiled. “Yes. I know he is very easy on the eyes but his mind is the most beautiful thing to me. He's always three steps ahead of everyone else. If there's a problem that needs solving, Kurama can figure it out without much effort,” She paused, reaching out to take the picture the lady held out for her to take back, carefully sliding int back into her pocket. “He puts up a front, hiding his thoughts and emotions behind a calm mask but I understand him and can see through the walls built up around his heart. I know the truth of his soul. I see the love he holds for me... it is bright and pure... just as my loves is for him.”

There was no hesitation in her voice and no doubt. Only love and understanding for a man far away from her. Avaron looked over at her husband, not surprised at how quiet he was being, knowing that was his way. He always was more of a listener than a talker. She saw sadness reflected in Torvald's eyes... the same sadness that she felt. My granddaughter. You love a man that you should not... a man the court will not approve of. “I can tell you love him very much, but you must know that there are many in Reikai that would not approve of your relationship with a demon, but you do not have to worry about that here. We have heard word of what was going on in the south... Enma is to blame for what happened to Satoru... and Kasumi... and... your mother... Your lover has nothing to do with this... so we find no fault with your choice.”

Botan's cheeks grew bright red at the term lover. “I am glad you do not think less of me for loving a youkai. I know it will be... difficult for others to accept me, but I will not shy away from telling them the truth. ”

Torvald tilted his head as he listened, seeing the strength of spirit and determination in Botan's features, memories sparking in his mind and he gave voice to his own thoughts on the matter. “You remind me of your mother when she was your age.”

Botan blinked and turned her attention over to her grandfather. “I do?”

The duke nodded. “You have your mother's light and her unwavering conviction in what is right. It didn't matter what others thought of her, she followed her heart without shame.”

The ferry girl felt pride in this knowledge and she smiled softly. “I wish I could remember more of her.”

“Is there anything you do remember, Botan?” Avaron asked.

Botan's gaze was a bit unfocused, voice soft and distant. “I remember her singing me to sleep. I do not know how old I was, but I was very young.” The image of her mother tucking her in sprang into her mind and her lovely features shifted into a happy look. “I always felt safe and loved.” Her features fell. “But I cannot remember anything of my father. Why can't I remember him?”

Torvald and Avaron caught the look of pain flash a cross the girl's features but it was Kasumi who voiced her concern first. “Are you alright, Botan?”

“Yes... It's just that, whenever I try to remember anything about my family, I get a headache. Kurama said it could be a mental block planted there by Enma to prevent me from remembering my past.”

“Have you tried to have it removed?” Avaron asked.

“No, Kurama was worried about what would happen to me, so we never attempted it,” A stabbing pain exploded in her skull, radiating down her neck and she winced, reaching up to clutch her forehead. “I'm sorry... I think... I think I need to lay down.”

Torvald and Avaron looked at each other in concern before the duke spoke, “There is no need to apologize, Botan. You've had a long day. You can talk to us later, when you're feeling better. And if you are hungry, we'll make sure to have some food brought up to you,” Torvald turned towards the path, his voice strong but even as he called out, “Abverden? Could you come here please?”

The servant appeared within a few moments. “Yes, my lord?”

“Would you please escort Botan to her quarters in the east wing? The room next to Kasumi's should accommodate her during her stay here.”

Abverden bowed. “As you wish, sir,” He straightened his frame, voice soft. “This way, Miss Botan.”

The three royals watched Botan rise and go with Abverden, various shades of worry upon their features.

“This news of a mental block is rather concerning,” Torvald murmured, turning his gaze over to his daughter. “Did you know about this, Kasumi?”

“Yes,” The lady replied. “And Kurama is right to hold off on trying to break the mental block. We have no idea what else Enma might have done to Botan. Breaking that block could cause damage to her either physically or emotionally and she's already suffered too much trauma from all that's happened.”

Torvald frowned. “If she goes to the capital, she will be bombarded with all kinds of stress. Those in the capital have a strong prejudice against youkai. To change their perception will take time and the wounds Norio and Mayumi carry over the loss of their son may be too painful to ever heal. Even if they accept her as their granddaughter, they will be unable to stop the scorn and the hatred that will come once they sense the sliver of youkai energy within her.

Kasumi frowned, not liking the growing worry in her heart. If that's the case, it may be too dangerous for Botan to go... “Then perhaps it is best we conceal Botan's identity for a while longer. Until such time as the full truth of Enma's wrong doings comes to light.”

“I would agree, but you know that the news of the royal courts only surviving heir can't be hidden forever. And when they find out the truth, they will demand her presence... her ties to the south will cause... issues with some in the court. They will claim Enma's disappearance was a mere ruse... that Koenma engaged in a coup because he wanted his father's seat of power and used his cousin to help perpetrate it.”

“But that isn't what happened, father,” Kasumi replied, coming to her son's defense. “As you well know now.”

“I know it, yes, but the rest of Reikai does not,” The duke said, his features becoming serious. “Tell me, Kasumi, did Enma reveal anything about Mizuki?

Kasumi shook her head. “No... I tried to get him to talk but Shunjun appeared and Enma escaped before any further interrogation could be administered.”

“Enma's disappearance has created a ripple effect here,” Avaron spoke, shifting to face Kasumi and her husband. “And until the full truth of his deeds comes to light, there will be... strain between the north and the south,” Her features darkened. “He must be found and made to answer for his crimes.”

“My son has a plan to search for Enma... but it requires the help of his detectives, who are currently supporting different factions in Makai and unable to assist Koenma in this task.”

Torvald studied his daughter. “And from what I have been told, Enma made a deal with these three kings to use a detective to further their military goals... exacerbating the threat of war... A violation of Spirit World Law... Koenma was right to unseat his father.”

“But we still don't know what happened to Mizuki,” Avaron said as she studied her husband. “Over a hundred years and we are no closer to finding out the truth... And our granddaughter... bonded to a youkai... you know as well as I do that Norio and Mayumi will never approve of such a match. They'd sooner imprison her than allow the only surviving heir to marry and have a child with a demon.”

“But they don't know her existence yet,” Kasumi countered. “There is still time to teach her the ways of the north so that when she is summoned, she will know what to do and how to survive her time there.”

“True...” Torvald said. “Yet she will still be labeled as tainted... and ostracized from court. I do not want my granddaughter to be hurt out of some misguided sense of superiority. I may not completely agree with her choice of husband, but the fact remains that she loves him and we should respect her decision.”

“What kind of man is Kurama, Kasumi?” Avaron asked, looking over at her daughter.

“I have only known him for a short time,” Kasumi began. “But he is very powerful and very intelligent. The case files I read while at the southern palace reveal numerous occasions in which he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect and save Botan. He was instrumental in healing her wounded body and mind from the effects of the Netherworld orb...”

Torvald quirked an eyebrow and cast a look over at his equally surprised wife but said nothing as Kasumi continued,

“Her marked her... a bonding that is only done when a youkai has chosen a life mate. It is not done lightly. And I see the love in Botan's eyes when she speaks of him... the joy in her heart is real and I do not want to see that light within her crushed because she loves a man from a different realm than this one.”

“Kasumi...” Avaron murmured, gauging her daughter's thoughts, even as she had already seen the truth in her granddaughter's eyes. “You truly believe that Botan loves Kurama and that he loves her?”

“Absolutely I do,” the lady confirmed. “I've seen the depth of their love for each other... I saw Botan's concern over Kurama... and I saw Kurama protecting my niece without thought of his own safety. Yet I know that Matsu will not accept the only heir to the kingdom marrying a youkai... I am afraid for what will happen to Botan when they find out the truth... which is why she will need your help...” So she can remain strong during the time of separation from her friends... and Kurama.

Eastern wing of the Karu Palace, Botan's room

Botan lay down on the king size bed of her quarters, the cool pillow soothing against her overheated head and she shut her eyes, trying to calm the pounding in her head. Each time she tried to remember her past, the pain grew more intense. She tried to escape the pain with thoughts of Kurama, her body and her heart longing for his comfort and his healing touch. But he's not here with me. I have to do this on my own. Still, it eased the pain in her head and the tenseness in her neck eased and she let out a sigh of relief. She settled in, drawn to the land of dreams, where Kurama held her and only love remained.

December 17, 1993 Karu Palace Water Garden

Botan sat on the embankment of the massive pond, idly watching the lilies that floated on the blue surface of the water, her mind drawn to the past and Kurama's own pond. A smile lit up her face, recalling the way the flowers danced at his command. Life had been easy then and she missed being a simple ferry girl. But I cannot deny who I am now. She countered silently. In the month since her arrival at the Karu Palace, the deity had learned much of the realm of the North, their customs and decorum and yet she still felt out of place. She loved her grandparents and they had treated her with nothing but love and respect. But this isn't my true home. My home is in Ningenkai... with Kurama. It hurt being away from him, the lack of physical and verbal contact worried her. Was he alright? Did he miss her as much as she missed him?

“Botan?”

The ferry girl blinked, pulled out of her muse by the sound of Avaron's voice and she looked up to find the duchess studying her with concerned eyes.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes,” Botan replied softly. “I was just lost in thought,” She murmured, turning her gaze back to the pond. “Everything is so beautiful here... it reminds me of Kurama's garden.”

Of course. She must be thinking about her lover. Avaron thought as she shifted to sit down to the girl's right. “He is a lover of plants then?” She asked, knowing the girl had no problem sharing information about the detective.

“Yep!” Botan beamed. “He's a plant master after all...” Her smile fell, voice growing softer and sadder as she whispered. “I just...” She started and stopped, feeling self conscious all of the sudden.

“Miss him,” Avaron finished for her. The duchess felt sympathy for the girl. It had been a month since her granddaughter's arrival at the palace and she understood Botan's desire to return to her beloved. After all, I know what it's like to be apart from Torvald for long periods of time. The longing only grows when you wait for their return. Still, the girl was a quick learner, absorbing everything the duchess taught her. “It is understandable to feel adrift when separated from the one you love but it is necessary for you to learn what you can so that you do well when you are summoned to the royal court.”

Botan bit her lip, lowering her gaze. “I'm rather nervous about going to Matsu. From what I've been told, it doesn't seem to be a happy place.”

“It is a rather.. strict and intimidating in Matsu,” Avaron admitted. “Your father's parents have grown rather... distant... since the loss of their only child. The hatred they have towards youkai is understandable and that mark you have will cause great problems within the royal court,” Her gaze focused on the lily pads in the pond. “But they will still love you because you are all that remains of their son. The court however, is another matter, all together.”

Botan frowned. “I guess I can understand why they would feel the way they do, but most of the youkai I know are noble and kind. Sure there's a bunch of bad apples, but the same could be said in of Ningenkai and Reikai as well.”

“True,” Avaron replied. “But people's perceptions are often times very difficult to change. Many here are close minded and self righteous. Not a good combination to deal with when you're trying to convince them of the truth. And after the death of Satoru at the hands of a youkai, they also became isolationists, mutually agreeing to seal all but the southern border of Reikai to prevent the possibility of invasion.”

“Is that why the SDF are headquartered in the south? To deal with any threat of attack?”

Avaron smiled. “Very good, Botan. Yes, the SDF were tasked with handling any threats and Enma was given charge over them. Makai was labeled a vile realm and it's people subjugated to Spirit World Law upon any misdeeds they committed in Human World. Enma was tasked with watching over Ningenkai but he shifted those duties onto Koenma who created the office of Reikai detectives. I know it was a far from perfect system and some failures occurred but I believe he chose his detectives wisely this time and I have faith that some resolution to the war will happen, despite the strain between the three in Demon World.”

“Kurama said he would do what he could to try and avoid the war from breaking out and I know he will come up with something to bring Yusuke and Hiei back into the fold. Once they track down Enma and bring him before the royal court, the truth should be revealed and healing between the realms could begin.”

The lady studied her granddaughter, voice soft. “I wish I could share your enthusiasm but there is still the matter of meeting your father's kin that we need to work on.”

“I know,” Botan murmured. “I do want to meet them and learn about my father... but I don't want to stay here forever. I have no intention of claiming any titles or right of hereditary rule. I just want to visit then go home to Ningenkai.”

“I'm afraid that won't be possible for a while yet.”

The two women turned to look over their shoulder, spying the form of Torvald walking towards them.

Botan rose, Avaron following, as she asked, “Why not?”

“Because the king and queen will not allow it.” A masculine spoke from behind the duke.

Torvald made a face at the firm rebuke, but shifted to side, revealing a compact dark haired male, his brown eyes scrutinizing Botan intently. Still, despite the man's rude interruption, the duke followed protocol as he spoke. “Allow me to introduce you to Hotaka, adviser for the royal court of Matsu.”

Botan remembered her training about customs and greetings and she gave a formal bow of her head. “It is an honor to meet you.”

Hotaka returned the greeting, though a little more stiffly. “Charmed,” Lifting his head he spoke, “I'm sure you are curious as to why I am here,” He began. “Matsu received information recently that the surviving heir to the throne has surfaced. The king and queen are delighted and eager to meet you. But first I must verify your existence with a simple test.”

Botan felt a bit uneasy. “Test? What kind of test?”

The man opened up the small black bag held in his left hand, drawing out a pair of gloves and a glass vial. “A genetic test using a strand of your hair,” He answered and he stepped forward, gesturing at the girl's head. “May I?”

Botan nodded, lowering her head, standing still as she felt a strand of hair gently plucked.

Hotaka backed away, placing the strand inside the glass vial then crouched down, lowering the bag, rifling through it for a small container of clear fluid.

Botan watched in curiosity as the small man slid a stopper on the vial, shaking it vigorously, the once clear fluid turning purple and the man rose, looking at the girl in awe. “So it's true, you are indeed Mitsuko,” He gave a more formal bow. “Forgive my clinical manner from before. It is my very great honor to know your acquaintance and I will be pleased to take you to the capital so that the king and queen can meet you in person.”

The ferry girl looked over at her grandparents then back to Hotaka. “You want me to travel there right now?”

“Not right at the moment no, but I...” Hotaka's brow suddenly furrowed, his gaze drifting to the girl's left shoulder. “That's odd... why do you have a trace of youkai radiating from your shoulder?”

“It's a... bonding mark...” Botan replied, knowing there was no use in hiding the truth.

“A bonding mark...” The dark haired man murmured, realization blooming on his features. “You mean to tell me you... bonding with a demon?”

“Yes.” Botan said without blinking, though her anxiety was starting to grow.

“Oh dear... this will not do...” He replied, crossing his arms as he started to pace. “This is not good... not good at all... she cannot come to court with such a tainted ki as this. It's not right or normal.”

Heat flared in the deity's features, her skin turning a dark shade of red, insulted at the dismissive and judgmental ring in Hotaka's words but before she could protest, Torvald came to her defense.

“I find your manners rather lacking, Hotaka,” The duke chided, his Nordic features tightened in a look of disapproval. “Botan is the princess of the north. You should show her proper respect by speaking directly to her.”

The smaller man blinked and turned to the duke, features and voice contrite as he lowered his arms. “My apologies. I merely speak the truth as you well know. Her grandparents will wish to see her but she cannot come to Matsu with that ki, even though she is the sole heir to the kingdom.”

“Perhaps I do not wish to go,” Botan said defiantly, the light within her growing, fueled by the insulting tone of Hotaka. “I have no interest in claiming the title of princess. I merely wanted to meet my family and learn about my parents. If the king and queen still wish to see me, they can come here to do so.”

Hotaka was shocked at the suggestion. “But... the king and queen never leave the capital.”

“They will if they want to see me,” Botan countered the light within her growing stronger still.

Hotaka backed up in reflex, marveling at the strength of her presence. This woman... is not as weak as I thought. “I will... inform them of your proposal.” He said, turning around as he made a hasty retreat.

“Well now, you certainly put Hotaka in his place,” Torvald commented with a smirk. “That man has always been a rather insufferable know it all,” He turned his head to look at Botan. “Your request will cause all kinds of upheaval.”

“Perhaps the court needs to be shaken up.” Avaron said, moving to stand next to her husband.

“Do you think they will actually come here?” Botan asked, looking over at her grandparents.

“It's possible, though I cannot say with certainty.” Torvald answered.

Botan bit her lip a bit, voice less sure. “Do you think I was too assertive in how I handled the situation? I feel kind of bad about it now. The poor man nearly took off running.”

“There is not need to feel bad, Botan,” Avaron said. “If Norio and Mayumi wish to see their only grandchild they will come to Karu to do it or not at all. We'll just have to wait for a response.”

But what will the response be? Botan wondered, reaching up to idly caress the mark on her shoulder, feeling the faint pulse of Kurama's ki underneath her fingertips. She longed to return to Ningenkai but knew couldn't no leave. Not until she knew for sure whether her father's parents would do. Her gaze shifted to the pond, a forlorn look upon her face as she wondered how Kurama was faring in the Human World.

December 17, 1993 Ningenkai, outside the borders of Genkai's territory

Touya raced through the knee deep snow, pale blue eyes focused straight ahead as he weaved through a maze of tightly clustered dark pines. His breath escaped in rapid white puffs, unaffected by the chill of the air swirling around his lean frame, his heart roaring in his head at the sound of branches breaking. Shit, they're closing in! Adrenaline pumped through his veins, giving speed and power to his legs and he tore off, snow flying his his wake and he leaped to the side at the last second, ducking behind a tree as something large smashed into the trunk. The blue haired youkai lifted his gaze, watching as a four legged dog-like creature made out of vines and plants snarled and thrashed about. That was close! Can't make that mistake again! Touya wasted no time as he scrambled to his feet and charged forward in an attempt to get away from his attacker. He could not sense the other members of his group, his own powers suppressed for this particular training exercise. And knowing Kurama, he's got more up his sleeve than these annoying plant pursuers.

The trees grew thicker, blocking movement, coming alive as they whipped their branches around, lashing out at the youkai and Touya grit his teeth as they struck home. He ignored the pain,bursting out of the tree line, skidding to a stop above a steep embankment. His gaze focused on the frozen lake below, the sound of snapping brush driving him into action and he slid down the hill, blinking as a shadow passed overhead, the pursuer leaping down, missing the intended target as it slammed into the ice, spinning away when the creature's legs lost traction. Smirking at the over pursuit, Touya hit the edge of the lake and took off around it, climbing up the opposite embankment as the creature struggled to gain its footing. He kept going, refusing to look behind him, his keen eyes spying an orange flag fluttering in the open valley below. That's it! The marker I have to reach to win this training round!

Touya ran down the hill, slowing when he reached the valley and his eyes darted about, looking for any threat to present itself. Creeping forward, the ice demon made his way towards the unassuming flag. Almost there, just a bit closer and I'll have it. He reached out, his gloved hand within grabbing distance of the wooden pole only to gasp and cry out as something wrapped around his ankles and yanked him back and down onto the snow laden ground. Dammit! He cursed silently, his irritated eyes glaring up at the figure of Youko that emerged to stand before him.

“Close, Touya, but not close enough,” The fox spirit commented with a slight smirk. “I have to commend you for the effort. You certainly did better than your compatriots this round.”

“But it's not good enough... I still failed...” Touya grumbled, sighing in relief when the kitsune waved his hand, the vines releasing their hold and the ice youkai rose, staring up at the larger male. “What did I do wrong?”

Youko tilted his head, voice soft. “You were cautious enough until you went to grab the flag. You were so focused on the final objective, you forgot to study the perimeter. If you had, you would have sensed the faint trace of ki radiating underneath the snow and found another way to capture the flag.”

Touya frowned. “But you said we couldn't use our powers. We had to do this on physical strength alone.”

“True... but ki detection is a passive action... even with your power suppressed you merely had to focus your senses and you would have picked up on the energy and avoided the trap.”

The smaller man mulled over the kitsune's words. Though he hated failing, it was a good lesson to learn. “I understand... I cannot always trust my eyes... and when I cannot... I must use my other senses to detect danger and avoid it.”

“Correct,” Youko said with a nod, reaching out to grab the flag before turning to face the nearby brush. “Come... the others are waiting to return to Genkai's and it is growing late.” The kitsune led Touya out of the wilderness and onto the borders of the female psychic's territory where the rest of the ice apparition's companions waved.

“Hey there mate! Seems ya did alright there for a lean blighter, hah, hah!” Chuu greeted with his usual hearty laugh.

“Well now, tis no surprise that Touya nearly beat this quest... snow and ice be his specialty after all!” Jin commented with a toothy grin as he studied his best friend.

“Yeah, yeah, the ice master ran through the snow... big deal... can we get going now? It's colder than hell out here and I need a hot bath to warm up.” Shishi added testily as he crossed his arms.

“Always complaining, Shishi, typical...” Suzuka tsked then teased. “Or could it be that you were the first one caught by those plant pursuers that's riled you up?”

“Shut up... it's not my fault I got lost! I've never been in this stupid forest maze before!”

“None of us have, so what?” Rinku commented. “Just means we learn from our mistakes, that's all.”

“Quiet brat, no one asked you!” Shishi snapped.

A verbal tussle exploded and Youko sighed. Though their power levels had spiked considerably in the four months he'd been training them they still had a long way to go. And my own power is not as high as it could be. “Enough,” he growled, eyes and voice dangerous as he glared at his men. “The training is done for the day. We are leaving for Genkai's... now.”

The rest of the men snapped to attention, Shishi and Rinku grumbling their displeasure of the other's insults but complied, falling in line as the seven men made there way back to Genkai's.

“So what do ya think is going on with the kitsune?” Jin whispered, hanging in the back of the group with Touya. “He seems a bit of a flurry lately...”

“Flurry?”

The red headed youkai sighed. “Distracted... like his mind is a whirlwind...” He clarified, making swirling motions with his right hand. “Swept up with some kinda troubling thoughts...making him snarly...”

Understanding lit Touya's features and he nodded. “Something must be troubling him... that's why he seems to be... a bit more tense... than usual.”

“Ya think his lass could be behind it?”

“Botan?” Touya replied. “I suppose... I mean... he hasn't brought her along since the end of October. It could have something to do with her... but what? The mark he bears with her ki is still there, so they are together...”

“Ya... but maybe she's gone away... back to her world or something... and it's affected him... I mean... If I had a lass like her, I'd wouldn't let her go... I'd chase after her... I'd never leave her side for anything...”

Touya held back a laugh though a glint of amusement floated in his blue eyes. “Anything? Not even a good fight?”

“Well now.. that be a different kind of a thing...” Jin admitted then grinned. “But I'd just bring her along so she could cheer me on!”

Touya allowed a smile to form on his face. “Sound about right...” His smile fell as his features turned thoughtful, his gaze shifting to the fox spirit as Youko continued to lead them towards their training home. “But I do believe you're correct. Something's going on with Kurama and I think it has to do with Botan.”

“Do ya think he'll come to his senses and chase after the ferry girl?”

“Well, I mean... I don't know if she's even gone in the first place,” Touya countered. “It could just be that she prefers to stay in the city while he trains.”

Jin looked skeptical. “I don't think that's it... as much as those to mate when they're here, I don't think Kurama would give that up... not even for all the training in the world.”

Touya blinked. “Mate?”

The wind master studied his friend in disbelief. “Don't tell me I have to explain that to ya, too, Touya...”

“Of course not...” Touya replied quickly, a bit of a blush on his cheek. “It's just that... if what you say is true... maybe she's... with child... and can't come...”

A puzzled look crossed Jin's features. “Nah... that can't be it... the fox wouldn't leave his mate's side then... I know that much about him... he's a loyal bastard through and through...”

The rest of the trip was quiet and the men eventually reached the northern gate that led into Genkai's compound, heading into their rooms to clean up. Kurama was no exception, bowing his head to clear the door, his over 7 foot frame shrinking to a little over 6 feet, fox ears receding, untamed red hair sprouting in place of the straight silver, gold morphing into emerald as Shuichi replaced Youko's form. His legs shook and the kitsune collapsed, his power nearly drained. The training exercise today had almost broke him.

The test for his men was purely physical. But mine... mine was entirely ki based. He'd pushed himself to the limit, creating and controlling over a dozen large plant creatures and conducting coordinated attacks using silent commands from vast distances strained his energy, to the point he felt hardly any ki within his body. This training was dangerous but highly rewarding. I will become stronger from this... I know it. And that's what he needed to focus on now. Getting stronger. The war was coming and strength would decide the outcome... Strength and cunning. I have both... but still... I would prefer not to fight if I can avoid it. That was why he needed to plan a true strategy for his return to Makai. But I will need the help of Yusuke and Hiei to implement a plan to stop the war and they may not be able or willing to do so. The thought of his friends on opposite sides was... distressing... He missed them.... missed talking to and hanging out with the detective and the fire demon. How did things get to this? Everything was fine... and then we got caught up in that case... chased Sensui to Makai... and alerted the three kings to our presence. And look at us now... all three fighting for different causes... forced to leave Ningenkai because of a Reikai King's dislike of youkai. He thought bitterly. It hurt... It hurt to have to be away from his friends... to become more distant from his family... to be apart from Botan.

A stab of pain slashed at his heart, his features and shoulders falling at the thought of the ferry girl. He missed his beloved. Missed her terribly. He longed for the warmth of her smile and her heart... for the closeness of her body near his... for the light that tamed the darkness within him. He understood she needed time to visit and learn of her family. But he had not heard from her in over a month. The lack of contact, physical or otherwise, was affecting him in ways that he never thought possible. I want to go to her... I want to sweep her into my arms and bring her back here... I hate being away from Botan... yet I know I have to stay away... I have to wait for her to return to me. Even though... I want her with me, I know that's impossible right now. Still, that didn't mean he'd forgotten her... or lost sight on the bigger picture. He loved Botan and would always love her. Kurama rose up then exited the room, pausing to star up at the darkening sky. I will wait forever for you, love. But please don't keep me waiting too long. I don't know if my heart can take it.

December 20, 1993 Karu Palace Rock Garden

Botan strolled with Torvald, Avaron, and Kasumi in the stone garden, enjoying the warmth of the sun as they watched a giant patch of sand shift and reform into different patterns around two large black stones. Matching black stones lined the pathway, flattened and shimmering in the noon day light. They seemed... alive... to Botan even though the did not move from their stationary positions. She heard footsteps racing towards them and the ferry girl turned, finding Abverden charging towards them.

“What is wrong, Abverden?” Torvald called out, curious eyes meeting the rattled ones of his servant.

“It's... It's a letter sir... from Matsu!” He exclaimed, catching his breath as he handed the duke a white envelope.

Torvald quirked an eyebrow, accepting the outstretched envelope. “Rather old fashioned... even for Matsu,” He murmured, opening the envelope. He read the contents silently, surprise lighting his face. “Well, I'll be...”

“What is it?” Avaron asked, studying her husband expectantly.

“It's from the royal court,” He answered, handing his wife the letter, eyes shifting over to Botan. “Seems your request has been met.”

“I don't believe it,” The lady murmured, lifting her gaze from the letter to look at her granddaughter. “Norio and Mayumi are going to come to Karu to see you, Botan.”

“They are?”

“Yes,” the duchess said with a nod. “The letter states they will arrive on the 24th to celebrate your birthday and plan on staying until the new year.”

Botan was surprised. She had learned that the Christmas Eve was her birthday while staying in Karu. That her paternal grandparents knew the date wasn't shocking. But I had hoped to return to Ningenkai before the 29th to celebrate with Kurama on his birthday. If my grandparents are going to stay until the new year, I won't be able to go. She was torn between her desire to return home and her duty to learn more of her father and his family.

Avaron saw the conflicted look on the girl's face. “It will be alright, Botan. We will help you during this time. The king and queen can be a bit intimidating and I imagine they will be more relaxed and understanding away from the court. That they would venture outside of the safety of the capital is a testament to their love and desire to meet you.”

Botan understood the logic of that fact. But I still worry they will not like me. “I'm sure you're right. I only hope that they are not too disappointed in me.”

“Even if they are disappointed in you, we will always love you.” Avaron said reassuringly.

The ferry girl relaxed at the duchess's words, flashing a happy smile. “I know and that helps me to hear that.”

“Let us retire to the palace,” Torvald said, drawing the ladies attention to him. “We can plan out what we must do in greater detail.”

Botan followed the rest of the group back inside, her heart still battling with her mind. Even if they accept me, I will not remain here forever. Her features grew hard and defiant as her mind vowed. I will return to my true home... I will return to Kurama, no matter what may come.