Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ If Anyone Falls ❯ Avalanche ( Chapter 33 )

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Chapter 33-Avalanche

January 4, 1994 Southern Palace

Koenma stepped past the sliding doors that led into his office, Ayame close behind him as the spirit lord headed straight for his desk. The events of the day had already started to press down on his shoulders and he felt an intense headache coming on. The stress of what he must do to find out what exactly had happened to Botan only added to the pain in his brain. With a sigh, Koenma dropped down into his office chair and clutched his forehead.

"Are you alright, Koenma, sir?"

"I'm fine, Ayame," He answered, lowering his hand to look over at the dark haired ferry girl. "It's just... a bit of a headache... It'll go away eventually." Reaching out to the right side of his desk, Koenma pushed the communication button, his voice more firm and business-like as he spoke into the mic. "Otake, please report to my office at the soonest convenience."

A flash of light burst in the center of the room, Otake materializing before his boss and the mustached man gave a slight chest salute. "Good evening Lord Koenma."

Koenma replied with a nod at the salute. "Good evening, Otake. Do you have a status update in your investigation?"

"I've completed the search of Miss Botan's room," The captain began. "There was little evidence to suggest foul play but then I found this." He paused, reaching inside his vest to draw out what appeared to be a black velvet bag and walked over to the desk, sitting it down before Jr. who eyed it in puzzlement.

"What is this, captain?"

"Jewels, sir," Otake replied, watching as the prince dragged the bag to him and carefully opened it. "Along with a note addressed to Kurama. I believe it to be a gift for his birthday."

Koenma looked down into the bag, spying many small baubles and he quirked an eyebrow in surprise. This is more than a gift... it's quite a fortune. He commented silently, knowing that the value would sustain any of the kitsune and ferry girl's needs while remaining in Ningenkai. He drew the strings tightly, closing the pouch as he lay the bag back down onto the desk. "Did you find anything else?"

"I managed to track down faint traces of Botan's ki from her room to the border between Reikai and Ningenkai but the trail went cold after that. Whoever took her has complete mastery of ki suppression. It will make it very difficult, if not impossible, to find her."

Koenma's features grew hard. "We will find her, Otake. No matter how long it takes, Botan will be found and brought back home."

Otake gave an apologetic look. "Of course, sir."

The prince's voice softened a bit as he studied the captain. "Do you have any ideas who would have that kind of ability, Otake?"

The SDF officer's expression shifted to a contemplative one. "The speed and stealth to accomplish what was done could not be performed by a common reigen. It would take someone with great training, discipline, and innate qualities of skill to not only create barriers but to vanish into thin air without a trace of where they went."

"Like someone from the SDF?" Koenma commented, his mind already following upon a possible clue that would lead to the perpetrator.

Otake tilted his head. "That is a possibility. However, I know of no current SDF members with such abilities."

Koenma tapped his fingers on the desk, pondering the implications forming in his mind. Otake had been a captain for about 40 years before being forced to resign by Enma. Koenma had reinstated him to his former position. But what about the years before Otake's rise to captaincy? The SDF was over 300 years old, originally consolidated from fragmented paramilitary groups throughout each section of Reikai. However in the last 150 years, all SDF officers had come from the Northern Quadrant... with the majority from the province of Matsu itself. Koenma's eyes narrowed at this thought and he spoke in a commanding tone."I want you to go over the files of all SDF members in the last 150 years. See if you can dig up anything that might help us find Botan."

Otake gave a bow of his head. "It will be done, Lord Koenma."

The captain vanished in a flash of light, leaving the prince alone with Ayame once more.

"Do you think he'll find anything, sir?" The dark haired ferry girl asked.

"It's hard to say for certain," Koenma answered. "But something tells me we're on the right track. Still, even if Otake does find some information we can use, it may not be enough to nail the culprit."

Ayame studied her boss with curious eyes. "Why is that, sir?"

"Because I suspect the kidnapper works for the royal court of Matsu."

Realization dawned on the girl's features. "The royal court... If that's true, sir, then it means..."

"That Botan's own family took her to keep her from leaving Reikai..." Koenma finished for her before adding, "I need to go to Karu... I must to speak with my grandparents and my mother... we need to formulate a plan on how to proceed."

"Do you wish to contact them remotely?"

The prince shook his head. "No... I don't want to risk revealing my suspicions on open channels. I need to travel directly and talk to them in person. And to do that, I'll need your help once again, Ayame," He gave her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry to ask this of you, I know you must be tired."

"It is no trouble, Koenma, sir. Botan is my friend, too... I helped raise and train her... I will do whatever I can to help bring her home."

Jr. rose. "Thank you, Ayame. We'll leave in the morning. I'll make sure to assign the proper people to run the Gate of Judgment while we're gone," He reached out and gently grabbed the black pouch then handed it to the ferry girl. "Please lock this up for safekeeping, Ayame. When Botan returns, she'll have need of it before leaving for Human World."

Ayame took the bag and bowed. "As you wish, my lord." She said in a soft tone before straightening her back and exiting the room.

Koenma watched her go then sighed. He knew it would take much planning and intelligence gathering to find Botan. But I have to do this... because if I fail... Kurama may just go rogue... and attempt to go to war... with Reikai itself... to get her back.

January 5, 1994 Kangen Hospital

Kurama sat in the wheelchair as his mother pushed him down the hall towards the elevator. His body had finally recovered enough to begin the healing process and with his vitals back to normal, the doctors sought fit to release him, much to his mother's relief. The redhead could sense her worry and fear over him... and her disappointment. The guilt weighed heavily down upon him and he remained silent as his mother spoke.

"I am so happy that you're finally well enough to go home, Shuichi. I was so very worried about you. When they called me... and told me what happened to you I was shocked and frightened. You looked so lifeless... I thought I lost my own son to foolishness," She paused, her voice growing softer. "I couldn't understand what would possess you to sneak off during that storm. Why would you do something like that, Shuichi?"

"I was... not myself at that time, mother..." He answered, lowering his gaze to hide the pain he felt at hurting her. "I am sorry for frightening you... it will not happen again."

Shiori looked down at her son, her brow furrowed. "Shuichi... I'm not angry at you... I'm just trying to understand your mind... were you... upset over something?"

"Yes..." He admitted. "But it wasn't anything you did, mother... I was just... depressed... and wanted fresh air..."

I thought as much. Shoiri commented silently. "I can understand that sometimes... our emotions get the better of us and we act out in ways we normally would not, but you could have died, Shuichi. You realize that, don't you?"

"I do, yes," Kurama replied. "And I promise you, I will not go anywhere without informing you again."

A small peace of mind came to the human female then and she whispered. "I will hold you to the promise, Shuichi." The elevator doors opened and the two of them lifted their gazes, Shiori pushing the chair forward as they entered then exited a moment later, the pair heading towards Kazuya's car. Kurama rose and walked away from the wheel chair, waiting for his mother to open the door for him before he slid slowly into the back seat next to Suichi who greeted his step brother amiably. The red head returned the greeting, his gaze focused outside the window as he waited for Kazuya to start the car and drive off, unable to see or sense he was being watched from above.

Kanjaku, his energy completely suppressed, stood upon the hospital rooftop, glints of concern floating in the sapphire pools of his eyes as he watched Kurama enter a black car then disappear from the parking lot. His weekly check in on the kitsune's progress in training had brought with it the shock of the redhead's physical condition. Fearing for the redhead's health and well being, the blond youkai remained close by to watch over Kurama's physical progress. On the second day of his watch, the youkai had sensed Koenma's presence and kept his own energy undetectable as he listened in on the conversation between the prince and the fox spirit, shocked at the news of Botan's kidnapping. His concern grew greatly for both the ferry girl and the youkai detective.

Kanjaku was well aware by observation of Kurama that his friend was already distracted and depressed over the separation. Botan being forcibly taken would add to the negative emotions already brewing within the kitsune and greatly affect the mission Yomi wanted him to complete. I wish I could help you, Kurama... but my orders are to observe and report... which I must do now. Still, Kanjaku felt bad... he thought of Kurama as a friend... and he liked Botan and hated the idea of something bad happening to her. Perhaps Yomi will be able to offer some advice to help this situation. Kanjaku thought as he turned and jumped off the roof, landing with cat-like grace on the grounds below then took off, heading for the nearest portal that would lead to Yomi's territory and possible answers to Kurama's current dilemma.

Meanwhile, on the Tokyo streets that led home, Kurama half listened to the conversations going on around him, managing to reply to their questions, even as his mind was far away. Once they arrived home, he feigned fatigue and excused himself, treading slowly up the stairs and into his room before quietly shut the door and walking over to his desk. The spirit detective pulled out his chair and sat down, closing his eyes as he withdrew into his consciousness, formulating ideas and mentally testing various plans until he had came to a satisfactory answer. His eyelids fluttered open and he rose, walking over to the window of his room and looked up at the morning sky, pain mixed with determination as he vowed silently. I don't know who took you, Botan, but I swear to God they will pay for they've done. No matter how long it takes, I will find a way to rescue you from Reikai... and bring you home to me... even if I must start a war to do so.

January 5, 1994 Southern Palace of Reikai

Koenma walked down the hall that led to his office, wanting a final meeting with Otake before the prince would depart for Karu. Hopefully he's found something I can use to help track down Botan. He thought as he stopped before the side door and imputed the code. The door slid open and Jr's gaze swept the room, falling on the lean form of the SDF captain who greeted the prince with a bow.

"Good morning, Lord Koenma."

"Good morning, Otake," The spirit lord returned as he walked over to his desk. Koenma sat down, studying his employee expectantly as he asked, "Have you found any information relating to the identity of the kidnapper in the SDF files, captain?"

Otake remained at attention as he answered. "I spent the night searching records as you requested, sir, and I found this," He paused, drawing out a file from his military vest before walking over to the desk and setting it down to slide it over to his boss. "In the files of SDF officers that were classified as MIA."

Koenma quirked an eyebrow at the captain's statement. "Really? How far back did this officer go missing?" He asked as he reached out to pull the folder to him.

"At the same time as Satoru was murdered."

Jr. snapped his head up at the mention of Botan's dead father. "What?"

"It's all there in the file, sir."

Koenma frowned and opened the folder, finding a youthful looking bald man with golden brown eyes staring back at him. He flipped page after page, scanning the date compiled on the missing officer, surprise lighting his features when he got to the recommendation page near the end of the file. "Officer Dachi displays a unique skill in subduing youkai of any class through use of barriers and spiritual locking of ki. He has been instrumental in calming unruly prisoners in Spirit World Jail by the use of his voice and has been battle tested in the field many times. Given his skill set and strength as a defensive minded user of ki, I will be assigning officer Dachi to lead the guard detail for prince Satoru during the treaty negotiations with Makai rulers," Koenma read out loud, his features growing puzzled as he lifted his gaze to study the captain. "My father personally assigned this man to guard the prince of the north?"

"According to the documents in that file he did," Otake answered then added, "There is more in there, sir, that I think you should read."

Jr. frowned and looked back down, flipping to the last page and murmured, "Officer Dachi was last seen in Reikai as he escorted Satoru into Nigenkai. It is the belief of King Enma and the SDF that Dachi was most likely consumed, body and soul, by the demons who killed prince Satoru. A detailed report of that incident can be found in file M-144, section A and B."

"That report contains very little information about the order of events that led to Satoru's death," Otake explained. "Of the 20 guards assigned to keep Satoru safe, 15 died in the line of duty and 5 went missing. The bodies of the dead officers were retrieved, along with Satoru's, but their spiritual essence never returned home. Thus, the investigators concluded the dead men's souls were either consumed by their attackers or obliterated during the separation of the spirit from the flesh."

Koenma was well aware of what happened to a spirit if it remained outside the body for extended periods of time and he shook his head. "Your entire existence wiped out with no chance of an afterlife... what a terrifying thought."

"To die far from home... alone... fading away to nothingness... It had to be a horrifying event." Otake concurred.

The prince flipped the pages back down to the first data entry, studying the features of Dachi once more. "So this man... could still possibly be alive?"

"It's possible," Otake replied. "But why would he remain hidden all this time? Why not come forward with the truth of what happened?"

"Unless he didn't want to reveal the truth..." Koenma murmured, troubling thoughts brewing in his mind. If this man, Dachi, was indeed alive... where had he gone? And what was his true motivation for aiding and abetting in Botan's kidnapping?

January 5, 1994 Matsu Royal Palace

Green light illuminated Atsushi's features as he studied Botan through the glass. Even with her consciousness dimmed, the power and strength in her mind and spirit glowed with a near blinding light that sought to impede his every movement. The irony. He thought with a small smile. Despite this set back, the ferry girl was progressing faster than he had anticipated. You are nearly ready, my lady. A bit longer and your true power will be awakened.

The room brightened slowly, signaling the approach of a visitor and the man at arms shifted to look to his left, curious gold eyes watching as King Norio approached then came to a stop a few feet from the glass capsule.

"How is she, Atsushi?" The king asked as his gaze shifted to his comatose granddaughter.

"Her vitals are stable, sir, but I've been unable to break the walls surrounding Mitsuko's locked memories. All of my passive attempts had so far been blocked."

Norio frowned. "Is there nothing you can do to find out what happened to her?"

"I could use more forceful methods but I fear that would further damage her psyche. Only a very strong and skilled telepath could bypass the barriers surrounding Mitsuko's childhood memories."

"Are there none that exist here in Reikai?"

Atsushi shook his head. "Not in Spirit World, no. There are those in Makai who possess such abilities. Though I know you do not wish to go that route."

"So we are at an impasse?"

"At the moment, yes..."

A expression of contemplation crossed the king's face as he spoke, "What of her current memories? Could you alter those?"

"In what way, sir?" The man at arms asked, though he suspected he already knew the answer.

"Make her forget her youkai lover... alter her mind to believe she came here willingly and that she desires to remain in Matsu to take the title of princess. Can you do that?"

"I cannot remove memories, my lord," Atsushi explained. "I can only suppress or alter them. And if you choose for me to do that, it will take time. I must be able to weave the necessary memories to prevent them being unraveled by simple questions."

"How long will it take?"

"Days, weeks, or even months... And there are no guarantees it won't damage her mind further than it already has been."

Norio began to pace. "By now, Koenma will know something's happened to Mitsuko and his detective. He will send out a search party and seek to interview every last person that spoke or saw her. If he comes here and we deny knowledge of her current whereabouts... only to introduce her to court at a later date, Koenma will know we've lied and had her here all along."

"True..." Atsushi replied. "And if the youkai managed to survive the attempt to enter Reikai, he will present an even bigger threat to what it is you wish to accomplish."

Norio stopped, pivoting around to toss a look of disbelief at his man of arms. "You think he actually survived?"

"The one called Kurama is very strong... An S class youkai so I've been told... So yes, there is a chance he managed to survive. If that is the case, he will attempt whatever he can to retrieve Mitsuko. Either by force or by stealth... Until he is dealt with, Mitsuko will be in danger of falling back into Kurama's hands."

The king paled at the idea of a pissed off youkai invading his territory... especially one of an S class rank. "We don't have anyone strong enough to take that man head on."

"Not by normal methods... but there are other ways to deal with such monsters..."

Norio studied Atsushi with puzzled eyes. The man at arms had been under his employ for nearly a 100 years and in that time, he displayed the highly skilled tactics and strategies of an elite soldier. He was loyal to Reikai and Matsu. These were all worthy traits but it was his disdain for youkai that pleased the king the most. Yet there is still much I do not know or understand about him. Could Atsushi be trusted to handle such an important task? Was the confirmed elimination of the youkai called Kurama worth the possible loss of the strongest warrior in Matsu? Yes. He answered himself, features growing darker as he spoke. "Then you may deal with this particular monster any way you see fit."

The man at arms nodded, pleased that the king had granted him permission to work outside his normal boundaries. "And Mitsuko? How do you wish to proceed?"

Norio looked over at the ferry girl, some of the heat and certainty leaving his voice, feeling guilty for what he knew must be done to protect his bloodline and his people. "Continue working on her memories but keep her in stasis. I don't want her awakened until your orders are completed."

"It will be done as you say, my king."

Norio turned and walked towards the door, the light dimming once more as he exited the room.

Atsushi watched him go, a small smile tugging at his lips. Everything had gone according to plan... soon he could begin his true objective... but first I must do as Norio wishes... and eliminate Kurama. And then his allies... one by one...

January 5, 1994 Reikai Southern Palace

With the data in hand, Koenma walked outside with Ayame and watched as she produced an oar. The meeting with Otake had given him some information to present to the duke and duchess of Karu, though he was unsure it would be helpful to the task at hand. But I must do this... I must find Botan... and that starts with talking to my mother and my grandparents.

"Are you ready, Lord Koenma?"

The prince nodded, stepping forward and he slid on behind the ferry girl, gripping the oar tight as Ayame slowly rose up into the sky, hovering above the palace as she carefully maneuvered the oar north then zoomed off, following the trajectory imprinted on her memory, making a bee line straight of the province of Karu.

January 5, 1994 Karu Palace

Koenma stood outside the massive entrance doors of his grandparents estate, steeling himself for what was to come. Ayame stood to his right, casting a curious look over at her boss. He had become more... regal... since assuming complete responsibility of the south and she could not help but smile at the change in demeanor. He's well on his way to growing up now. Her smile fell as she recalled the stress and worry on the prince's features. Botan was family to him... and to her... and losing a loved one always... hurt... and it didn't help that someone had kidnapped the blue haired ferry girl. For what purpose? Was it truly to prevent her from living a life with a youkai? Or was something more... sinister involved?

The doors to the palace slid open, revealing the puzzled features of Abverden who greeted them with a bow. "Prince Koenma. This is an unexpected surprise. If you had called ahead we would have greeted you properly."

"I would have contacted you had the matter not been of a serious and sensitive nature," Koenma replied, his tone and expression grim. "So I came here to speak with my grandparents and my mother in person. Would you be so kind as to take us to them?"

The purple haired man frowned, wondering what was wrong, but knew it was not his place to ask. "Or course," He backed up, standing to the side to allow the pair to enter. "This way, please." He led them down the corridor and out into the forest garden, where the duke and duchess were having lunch with Kasumi. The three of them studied Koenma and Ayame with various shades of curiosity.

"Ah, grandson, it's nice to see you again!" Torvald greeted. "What do we owe the honor of this visit?"

Koenma came to a stop before them, answering in a serious tone. "I've come to talk to you about Botan."

Torvald's smile fell and he looked at his wife and daughter before turning his gaze back to his grandson. The grim look on the boy's face made the duke's anxiety rise and he asked in genuine concern. "Has something happened to her?"

"Yes," the prince replied, looking at the three royals with troubled eyes. "She's gone missing... forcibly taken from my palace to God knows where. I was hoping you could provide some assistance in finding her."

Shock marred their faces and Kasumi vocalized their worry. "Oh my God... you mean... she's been kidnapped?"

Koenma nodded. "Yes... and whoever took her was quite adept at hiding their ki. It's as if they vanished into thin air."

"You are certain of this?" Torvald asked.

"Absolutely certain," Koenma said as he studied his grandfather. "She spoke to me and left, preparing to head into Ningenkai but she never made it. Someone abducted her from her room, took her to the border of Reikai and Human World and enacted a barrier to keep Kurama from coming here to find her."

"How did you learn of this?" Avaron asked, looking at her grandson with worried eyes.

"When Botan failed to contact me, I sent Ayame to Ningenkai to see if she'd returned to Kurama. Instead she discovered my detective laying face down in the snow. When she tried to heal him, she found an unusual energy circulating in his system that prevented him from healing. Whoever kidnapped Botan, removed the unique energy that is Kurama's from Botan's mark and used it to create a barrier designed to not only prevent my detective from coming to Reikai, but to kill him in the attempt to do so. The question is, who took her?" Koenma paused, studying the faces of his grandparents and his mother. "That's why I had to come here directly. I could not risk tipping off her kidnappers through open channels."

"You think it was someone here?" Torvald asked. "I can assure you we had nothing to do with it. We love our granddaughter and would never wish her any harm."

"No... it isn't you I suspect, grandfather..."

"Then who is it you think that has kidnapped Botan?"

Here goes nothing. "I believe the ones behind Botan's disappearance are the same ones who came here to visit her. Who stated openly their objections to her choice of a youkai over her own kind. Who would do anything to keep Botan from marrying and having children of mixed origin."

Torvald and Avaron shared a look but it was their daughter who spoke first.

"You're talking about the king and queen aren't you?"

"I am, yes," The prince said, looking over at his mother. "You yourself told me that they would resort to anything to keep their bloodline pure. That mark tainted Botan from being married off to a royal. But now that the mark has been destroyed, she is... clean... once more."

Understanding lit up Torvald's features. "I see... yes... that would explain the elaborate ruse..."

"Elaborate ruse?" Avaron murmured, looking over at her husband. "What are you talking about Torvald?"

"Why Norio and Mayumi were so willing to come here to meet Botan," The duke answered, keeping his gaze fixed on Koenma. "They arranged to meet her to observe and learn more about her and her life. Where she worked... who she loved... they knew about her mark... and perhaps they truly were curious and wanted to know more about their granddaughter... but given these new developments, their purpose for traveling here, something they have never done before, could have been a trial run before the actual abduction."

"So you're saying they came all the way here just to study then snatch Botan away before she entered Ningenkai? Why come here at all then? Why not send someone to do the dirty work for them?"

"They didn't need to send someone to do the dirty work," Kasumi replied, thoughts spinning in her head as she studied her son. "The one who did this... the person who actually took her, was part of the king and queen's entourage."

The duke and duchess turned to look at their daughter, their features crestfallen. "My God... that makes perfect sense... They came here... to meet with Botan... to study her under the guise of a family reunion... to learn more about the bonding mark and figure out a way to remove it..." Avaron murmured. "They hoped to persuade her to give up her demon lover and when they found out that was impossible, removed Kurama's energy from the mark and used it to create a barrier to prevent him from entering Reikai to rescue her. They knew she wouldn't go willingly."

"And now it's quite likely she is under some kind of spell... hidden away in Matsu... until such time as they can figure out some way to introduce her to court and have everyone believe it's of her own free will." Kasumi added, looking over at her parents. "We can't let them get away with this. We have to save her."

Torvald's features were grave. "I understand your desire to rush off and help Botan, Kasumi, but we must be cautious. We have no proof of wrong doing, yet."

Koenma drew out the file he'd secured within his robes and handed it to his grandfather.

"What is this?" The duke asked.

"It may be nothing... but given the stealth and skill needed to execute such a flawless plan... it would take some one of tremendous power... and an ability to vanish in thin air... and there is only one group of reigens capable of instantaneous travel."

"The SDF," Kasumi murmured, walking over to her father as he opened the folder. She studied the picture, her brow furrowed. "You think this man is the one who took her?"

"I do..." Koenma said with a nod. "This particular officer has rather... unique abilities... that match what was done to kidnap Botan and prevent my detective from entering this realm."

"I can't say I recognize him," The lady commented. "There were many SDF officers I never met and of the ones I did, they were guards stationed at the Southern Palace," She paused, looking up from the folder and back to her son. "So this man must have been a field officer during his service days."

"According to his file, Dachi was a field officer... quite adept at handling youkai... which is probably why he spent some time guarding Spirit World Jail..." Jr. said, turning his gaze to his grandmother as she came over and inspected the photo as well before speaking in a soft tone,

"This man doesn't seem to match any of the entourage that stayed with us during the king and queen's visit."

The prince's brow furrowed. "Are you sure of that?"

"Well... there were several of them and I confess I never took the time to get to know them. There were all rather... cliquish... and kept to themselves. So I suppose it is possible this man was among them... but if he was... he must of altered his appearance."

"Which, given the data on this officer isn't out of the realm of plausibility." Koenma replied.

Torvald read through the folder, quirking an eyebrow as he processed the information. "This man was part of Satoru's guard?"

"Yes... and he was one of 5 men who went missing when the prince was killed."

Kasumi's eyes narrowed. "If that's true... if this officer is still alive... then it would make perfect sense for him to alter his appearance and identity."

"But why? Why not come forward and explain what happened?" Avaron asked.

"Because," Kasumi began, turning to look at her mother. "It was in his best interest not to be found," The lady shifted her focus back to Jr. "Have you pondered the possibility that your father is behind this kidnapping?"

"I admit the thought has crossed my mind," Koenma answered. "And would explain why a SDF officer was used to snatch Botan. But still doesn't explain how he was able to get close to Botan in your home... My father is not in Reikai... that much is established... and short of him having advanced knowledge of the visit to Karu... I still believe the true culprit to be in Matsu as we speak."

Torvald closed the folder, his Nordic features twisting into a look of controlled anger. "I knew I should have sent an escort with her back to Ningenkai. If I had, this wouldn't have happened."

"That would have been helpful," Koenma agreed then sighed. "But it's too late to play the what if game now. We need to find Botan and deal with whoever took her."

"Regardless of whether this officer Dachi was involved... or Enma himself has something to do with the kidnapping, I will not sit idly by as Botan remains missing," He turned his attention over to Abverden, his voice stronger and full of conviction and power as he spoke. "You know what to do, don't you, Abverden?"

"Yes, my lord," The younger male said with a bow. "I'll begin preparations immediately." The servant straightened his frame and pivoted around, heading back towards the palace.

"What was that about, father?" Kasumi asked, drawing the duke's attention back over to her.

"If, as Koenma suspects, Botan is indeed being hidden in Matsu, then we will need eyes and ears to track her down. Abverden is quite skilled in surveillance tactics. He will keep watch on the court, through secret, and relay any information that could help us."

"And what will we do?" Kasumi asked, irriation flaring in her eyes. "Simply sit here and wait for answers? Botan is my niece... and your grandchild... how can we let them get away with holding her prisoner?"

"My daughter, I know it's frustrating... and you are right to be angry... but until I have proof that Matsu is involved in any wrong doing, I cannot directly confront Norio and Mayumi."

"You will not have to," Koenma interjected, all eyes focusing on him as he explained. "I will do it for you."

"It's too risky and dangerous, my grandson," Torvald warned. "Your accusation could drive a wedge between the north and the south and quite possibility lead to open war."

"War may come sooner than you think," Koenma countered. "My detective was attacked and nearly killed to prevent him from coming to Reikai... If Botan is not found and brought back home, Kurama will find a way to enter Spirit World and bring her back by force and there would be no one able to stop him from reaping vengeance on the ones who took her."

The duke looked at his grandson in shock. "You think he'd actually go that far?"

"What would you do, if you knew the location of Mizuki?" The prince countered as he played devil's advocate. "Would you let her captors do as they wished, because of who they were? Or would you fight like hell to rescue her and make them pay for denying her free will to do as she wished?"

Torvald frown, feeling shame and grief as he whispered. "I would do whatever it took to bring her home."

"Not so different from Kurama, then, is it?" The prince said as he studied the duke. "But I want to avoid bloodshed so that is why I must try and prevent that scenario by finding Botan before it reaches that point, because I assure you that Kurama is most likely already formulating plans to enter Reikai and rescue Botan. And no one,save Botan herself, will be able to stay Kurama's hand if he manages to enter Spirit World."

"And if he cannot enter Reikai?" Torvald asked. "What if war comes to Makai before he is able to implement his plan?"

"If that scenario comes to pass, Kurama will still formulate some method of breaching Spirit World. And if his side manages to win... He most likely will be able to convince Yomi to assist him in declaring war on Reikai itself."

January 5, 1994 Makai- Gandara- Yomi's palace

"And you're sure that Botan has been taken captive, Kanjaku?" Yomi asked in a troubled tone to match his expression as his head was turned to face the blond youkai.

"Yes, sir," Kanjaku replied as he studied his lord with an equally troubled expression. "I overheard the conversation... I witnessed and sensed Kurama's weakened state.. the strange ki circulating through his system... Someone from Reikai kidnapped Botan and attempted to kill Kurama to keep them apart," He paused, shaking his head. "What does it matter where Kurama comes from? Botan loves him and he loves her. It seems... cruel... and vindictive... to keep them apart... they must truly hate youkai to commit such a crime."

"Oh, believe me, Reikai has little use for demons." Yomi replied. "And with good reason... after all... it isn't every day a prince of Spirit World is assassinated far from home... in the land of their enemy..."

Kanjaku blinked. "What? When did this happen?"

"About 20 years before you were born," Yomi answered as he began to explain. "There had been... skirmishes between Reikai and Makai over... territory... that occurred within the realm of humans... too many ningens were dying during these raids... either by battle or by... being killed for consumption," His sensitive hearing picked up the boom of thunder and he turned his head in the direction of the windows, catching the sound of pelting rain splashing against the glass and he visualized the raging storm in his mind as his voice softened. "As you well know there are those youkai who feast on human flesh... a few out of necessity... but most did it to indulge their darker natures... and appetites... So Reikai sought to broker a cessation of violence... and carnage... by sending a prince from Reikai to negotiate the terms."

Kanjaku's brow furrowed. "A prince of Reikai? But isn't Koenma a prince?"

Yomi smiled. "Yes... but only for the Gate of Judgment... there is more to the Spirit realm than judging souls. Though I confess I know less than others about that world," He turned back in the direction of his shadow ops officer as he continued his explanation. "This prince was ambushed in the southern section of Makai... which as you know is a free land with no rulers binding its people or behaviors. And from which most of the offenders of ningen slaughter resided."

"Why would they choose such an unsecured path?" Kanjaku asked, studying his king in puzzlement.

"A good question," Yomi replied. "One would almost have to believe it was either a stroke of bad luck... or..."

"Or it was planned that way from the start!" Kanjaku interjected, his stealth op nature kicking into high gear.

"Exactly..." Yomi said, smiling pridefully at his adopted child. "Which means that whoever planned such an attack knew the area... knew what was safe.. and what was not... and set up the prince to be murdered... either by his own hand... or by an outside force... say... someone with the power and ability to overpower a high class reigen and his escort with little difficulty... Needless to say, the results of that event... brought about the Kekkai barrier and the beginning of Reikai's attempts to contain Makai from threatening Ningenkai and by extension Spirit World as well. Demons became subjugated under Reikai laws... well... those they could control and contain anyway... but the damage was done... and the bad blood between our people has grown to the point that one will kidnap their own rather than let a union between worlds take place."

Kanjaku's shoulders dropped and a depressed look seized hold of his youthful face. "It isn't fair...Botan and Kurama have done nothing to deserve this treatment..."

Yomi tilted his head. The truth was he rather liked the ferry girl... and Kurama... despite all that had happened. And I know Kanjaku wants to help them in anyway he can. "You like Botan and Kurama don't you, Kanjaku?"

"Yes," The blond admitted. "I consider them my friends... though I understand I am not strong enough to help them."

"It is good to have friends, Kanjaku. So I don't fault you for wanting to help them. But there truly is little we can do. Our priorities now are to prepare for war... if we succeed in uniting Makai... and Botan is still being held captive... perhaps then we will be in position to force Reikai to surrender her back to her rightful mate."

"So there is nothing we can do?"

Yomi tapped his fingertips on the table, features thoughtful as he spoke. "Reikai made an attempt on Kurama's life... I cannot have my best mind set back with such distractions. Therefore, I want you to stick close to Kurama... do not alert him to your presence... but if the need arises and he is attacked again... you may assist him by any means at your disposal." The king of the west didn't need eyes to see the hope lighting up his shadow operative's face as he spoke in a relieved tone.

"I will do as you command, Lord Yomi."

Yomi smiled at his enthusiastic response. "Off with you then..."

Kanjaku rose from the table and bowed before exiting the room.

The king remained seated for several moments, the smile falling from his face as thoughts spun in his head. Whoever had set up that barrier had been very strong... stronger than most reigens could ever be. The question was... who was behind the kidnapping... And how do you plan to get her back, Kurama? Yomi's sensitive hearing detected a faint and constant slithering sound and he tilted his head back, brow furrowing as he tried to identify the source of the noise. What is that?

"My lord Yomi?"

The king lowered his head at the intrusion of Youda's voice, shifting his focus in the direction of his councilor. "What is it, Youda?"

"The monthly reports are in for your perusal," The old goat youkai answered, holding up a small disk. "Do you wish to view them now or after your meal?"

"I'll view them after my meal, thank you, Youda."

The smaller demon bowed. "As you wish, my lord."

Yomi focused his hearing after Youda left, trying to pick up the same sound as before but whoever... or whatever it was had disappeared. Are you spying on me again, Shachi? The king wondered and shook his head at his general's noisy attempts to gain information. I will have to put a stop to that... and soon... He vowed as he exited the room and headed down the corridor to the elevator that would take him to his quarters.

Yomi's Palace- Shachi's Room

"Well, what did you find out, Kara?" The general of Yomi's army asked, glaring down at the youkai parasite with impatient eyes.

Kara looked up at his boss, keeping his voice low as he answered. "Kurama's ferry girl has been kidnapped by her own people to keep her from marrying a youkai. They even made an attempt to kill him and nearly succeeded."

The scaled youkai quirked an eyebrow. "Really now? Seems I finally have something in common with those weaklings in Spirit World," His features grew serious once more. "What does Yomi plan to do about it?"

"Not much," Kara answered. "He's more concerned with keeping Kurama focused on his mission in Ningenkai but assigned Kanjaku to remain in Human World and assist Kurama should another attempt be made on the fox spirit's life."

Shachi's lip curled up in disgust, his loathing of the shadow op youkai no secret to those outside of Yomi's inner circle. A wicked thought came to him then and a predatory grin spread across the scaled demon's face. So, Yomi's pet operative thinks he'll be able to help keep Kurama safe does he? This situation gives me a chance to kill two birds with one stone. "I want you to also keep an eye on Kurama, Kara..."

The Parasite blinked in shock. "You want me to watch over Kurama, boss?"

"Oh I do... but not to help him..." Shachi replied as he began to pace in his room. "That red haired half breed is training men to come here... that means he is most likely training as well..."

"Which means there will be times when he is weakened and vulnerable to attack." Kara finished, following his boss's reasoning.

"Exactly," Shachi growled. "Yomi is worried about a weak reigen attacking his favorite pet... I say we help them fulfill that goal, don't you, Kara?"

"Sure, boss. I'll get on it right away."

"Good. Stay in Ningenkai as long as you need to. Shadow him... find out where he's training... and then strike him when he's at his weakest."

"Yes, Boss." Kara slithered away into the dark, leaving his employer standing in the middle of the room.

Shachi paid no attention to the parasite as he slid off and away, his beady eyes focusing out the window of his room. Lightning flashed in continuous bursts as rain pummeled the glass and thunder shook the building. Finally, after months of futile plotting, Shachi now had an answer on how to rid himself of competition for Yomi's attention. Gleeful malice exploded on the red scaled youkai's face. Very soon, Kurama, I'll be back in Yomi's good graces and you'll be dead... Either by my own hand... or by Reikai's.

January 5, 1994 Reikai

Koenma sat behind Ayame as the pair flew through the sky, heading south towards their home. Jr. had been quiet since their departure from Karu and the ferry girl worried over him. She knew he was frustrated at being talked out of going to Matsu directly by the duke and his own mother but did he really have to sulk about it? "Lord, Koenma, sir?"

"Yes, what is it, Ayame?"

"Are you alright?"

The prince sighed. "Not really," He admitted, still miffed at agreeing with his grandfather to hold off going to Aikuro, the capital of Matsu, to confront the king and queen directly. He understood the need for caution, but he hated the thought of his cousin suffering... knowing she was alone... possibly drugged or under some sort of spell to keep her compliant. Who took you, Botan? Why? Was it to keep you from marrying a demon... or for some other purpose. It was not the first time the spirit lord had wondered about Botan and her blocked memories. Just what had she witnessed that would drive someone to alter her mind... if she was that much of a threat, why had they let her live? Why had his father brought her to him? Did it have something to do with her growing abilities? Or was it simply out of some kind of guilt for killing Satoru and doing... whatever it was he had done to Mizuki?

"Lord Koenma?"

He was drawn out of his thoughts by Ayame's question and he caught the tone of concern in her voice. "I'm alright, Ayame. I'm just... frustrated at the situation. I know grandfather's plan is sound and that I should hold off on accusing anyone directly of kidnapping Botan. But I also know that Kurama will do whatever it takes to invade Reikai and get her back. Either by somehow bypassing the barrier... or by sending others in his stead. And if he does decide to come to Spirit World, war will break out."

"And you're trying to avoid that, I know," Ayame murmured as she turned the oar to the right slightly, navigating by memory as they continued south. "I'm worried about Botan, too... and I know you have a few plans of your own to try and find her, sir."

Koenma smiled at how smart the ferry girl was. "Yes... I may not directly confront Matsu but that doesn't mean I can't send the SDF in my stead to search for her. Though I don't know how effective it will be in finding Botan..."

"And by using Otake to send communiques back and forth between the Gate of Judgment and Karu, you keep your suspicions and information from being exposed." Ayame finished for him.

"Yes... secrecy is important. I don't want to tip off her captors that we might be on to them" His features fell as he added. "But playing the long game has consequences... If I cannot find Botan soon and placate Kurama with my plan, I fear he'll find a way to come here and I do not want anyone else hurt over this. Deservedly or not."

"You believe Kurama will actually send youkai here?"

"I don't believe... I know..." Koenma corrected. "I have no doubt he's already formulated plans and begun to put them in motion as we speak. It's just a matter of when and where he will implement them." And who he'll send here to take Botan back to Ningenkai.

January 9, 1994 Genkai's Compound

"Hey there mate, long time no see!" Chuu greeted the kitsune. "Been a few weeks since ya trained with us. But with that lovely sheila of yours I don't blame ya one bit for skipping training, hah, hah!" His laughter died out at the glare that flared across Kurama's usually reserved features.

Touya sensed the lack of the deity's ki in Kurama and he frowned as he stepped forward. "Something has happened to Botan, hasn't?"

"Something's happened to Botan..." Kurama murmured in a deceptively even voice. "You could say that." The kitsune explained the situation with his men who reacted with various shades of shock and anger.

"That's a load of rubbish is what it is," Jin grumbled, crossing his arms as he shook his head. "Holding yer lass hostage like that..."

"Rather classless, if you ask me," Susuka commented. "Forcing Botan to remain in Reikai because they don't like demons... oppressive and tasteless."

"It is... and unacceptable..." Touya agreed, turning his gaze over to the kitsune. "So what is your plan to get her back, Kurama?"

"I am unable to enter Reikai due to the barrier placed around the southern entrance but that doesn't mean that other youkai cannot travel to Spirit World." Kurama answered, turning his attention over to Shishi who grumbled.

"I don't care about your love life, Kurama... I want to get stronger... however... I also detest being looked down upon... especially by those weaker than myself. So you can count on me to help you with your plan, whatever that may be."

"Yeah, count me in, too!" Rinku added with a grin.

"I thank you all for your support... but as it is now, you are not strong enough to enter Reikai," He began, holding up a hand when they started to protest. "The SDF right now would kill you if you tried to enter Spirit World... especially on my behalf. No... if this plan is to work... I will need each one of you to surpass your current ki levels... and reach the 100000 threshold... only then, will you be strong enough to take on any reigen and win."

"But that could take months!" Shishi protested. "Why not slip in now? Touya and Jin are shinobi... they should be adept at stealth techniques."

"Believe me, I do not like the idea of having to wait, either. That's why we're going to train doubly hard and push ourselves until each one of you could take out the entire SDF on your own. So can you do this? Are you willing to to do whatever it takes to get stronger?"

"Yes!" The men answered in unison as they pumped their fists into the air.

Kurama smiled, relieved at their enthusiasm and willingness to help. "Then let's get to work."

Training began in earnest, the kitsune watching over their training, pushing them to their limits week after week and month after month with one goal in mind. To rescue Botan from Reikai and bring her back to where she belonged.

June 3, 1994 Southern Palace of Reikai

Koenma sat at his desk, eyes focused down on the open folder, going over Otake's latest report. In the six months since Botan's disappearance, the prince had exhausted every method at his disposal and come up empty handed. Abverden's surveillance had remained unfruitful, no sign or trace of Botan resided in the city according to the servant and no chatter about the missing princess within the palace or around Aikuro proper. It was as if no one knew she even existed in Matsu. But they must have known about her... Norio and Mayumi left the comfort of Matsu, something they never do, just to see Botan. But how had they found out? Koenma had never formally announced it... and neither had the duke and duchess of Karu. So when did they learn of her presence? And who told them exactly?

His screen flared to life and the prince lifted his head, finding the reserved features of Kurama staring back at him. "Ah... it's good to see you, Kurama," He greeted, closing the folder before him. "How are you doing this afternoon?"

"I'm fine, Koenma." The kitsune greeted in return. "I wanted to check in with you before I leave for Genkai's. Have you made any headway in finding Botan?"

"I'm afraid there is no new news to report," The prince answered truthfully. "We've exhausted our search in Reikai without a trace of her found. Her captor must have her locked up in some kind of reverse ki field. Hiding her energy inside while the outside buffers it, making her invisible to those sensitive to ki reading and tracking. Why else would she be so difficult to find in Reikai?"

"Do you have any leads on possible suspects?"

"I do... as I told you before." Koenma replied.

"But never specified who," Kurama countered. "You only mentioned a family member, but I know your mother would have no part in it. So who else could have taken her, Koenma? Where would they hide her in Reikai that no one would question or notice?"

The prince studied his detective, trying to gauge the man's mood. Kurama had always been impossible to read when it came to how he felt or what he truly thought. And this isn't the first time he's asked me directly about who might be involved. Yet the pierce of his stare felt different... his tone more like an inquisitor than someone that was merely curious. So why was he being pushy all of the sudden? An answer came to him then and Koenma didn't like it. If he's asking who... and where... then he must be close to making his move. "Even if I told you, there isn't anything I can use to prove it."

Kurama tilted his head. "Have you confronted them about it?"

"No... I've been... hoping to lull them into a false sense of security in the hopes they'd slip up and reveal Botan's location. But they seem to be playing the long game, just as we are..."

"Have you had your men infiltrate their property?"

Koenma frowned. "I don't have anyone here that is capable of doing that without getting caught. Very few SDF members know how to suppress their ki, let alone sneak around a palace to find Botan."

"A palace?" Kurama murmured. "So you believe she's hidden in a palace?"

Crap. Koenma growled at his slip of tongue. "She may be, but I cannot say for sure."

"May be? Or is?"

Damn, but he's insistent today! "What do you want me to say, Kurama? That I believe she's being held in her paternal grandparents estate? I do... but that doesn't mean she is..."

"So she's being held captive by her family? Simply to keep her from being with me?"

Koenma frowned, troubled at how easily the kitsune was making him give out information. "What are you insinuating?"

"Nothing, Koenma... I simply want to find Botan... and bring her home safe."

Jr. knew the fox spirit was up to something. The youkai had kept his own plans close to the vest, not sharing anything with the prince and it both worried and irritated him to no end. "I hope you're not planning on sending your men up here to find her, Kurama. You know that will only cause more harm than good. I don't want war to break out between our realms."

Kurama seemed hesitant to respond before he replied in a deeper tone that was more Youko than Shuichi, "The ones who kidnapped her should have thought of that before they tried to kill me."

"Kurama... don't..."

"I'll contact you again in a few days..." The kitsune abruptly cut off communication before the prince could respond and the screen went dead.

Koenma sighed. Great... now what? He has hoped to have found Botan by now but it was taking too long... too long for Kurama and the prince feared what was to come. Just what exactly are you going to do, Kurama? He wondered, hoping like hell his own men would find Botan before it was too late.

June 4, 1994 Beyond Genkai's Borders

Youko raced through the expanse of hardwood, undaunted by cool rain that fell from the overburdened gray clouds that hovered low in the sky. Thunder rumbled above, flashes of lightning growing in intensity but he cared not, his ki flaring as he pushed himself onward. He was hundreds of miles from Genkai's territory, using every bit of his youki to keep his demon form. The conversation with Koenma had gone better than he had thought, revealing information that would aid him in finding his beloved. Botan. He though sadly. In the six months of training, the kitsune had pushed himself relentlessly, needing to get stronger... working hard to find a way to overcome the barrier that kept him from rescuing the ferry girl. His depression and despair at Botan's unknown condition and whereabouts was coupled with the anger and determination to find her and bring her home. And now I am close to achieving just that.

His men were strong, having reached and surpassed 100,000 in power level... that made them strong enough to take on whatever the SDF might throw at them. But even though they were ready... sending them in blind would only cause chaos and trouble. He wanted them to get in and get out before they were caught. And then there was the matter of Yomi. The king of the west wasn't going to let Kurama just do as he wanted with his men. And with the threat to his mother's safety if he failed at his plan, the kitsune would make sure to have Yomi's approval before doing anything drastic. Besides... as soon as I bring Touya and the others before him, Yomi will make me general... and I can gain their assistance in rescuing Botan.

Content with his plan, Youko burst through the forest and into a valley, his golden eyes gazing on the massive mountain range stretched as far as he could see. His strength was waning and he sensed it wouldn't be much longer before he lost his youkai form and converted back to Shuichi. But the challenge of climbing to the top of a mountain and the chance to increase his ki was too great of a temptation to avoid. I must get stronger... so I can save Botan. He repeated over and over again in his head as he sprinted forward and began the dangerous trek up the mountain side. He charged into the forest of pine that lined the base of the mountain, the heavy boughs bending to his silent command, allowing him clear access to a sturdier path. Soon pine gave way to patches of grass and low level vegetation, the air growing colder the further up he went but Kurama was undaunted, his steps light upon the ground as he climbed relentlessly upward, following a curving bend in the mountainside.

A white mist burst past the kitsune's lips as he paused and craned his neck back. Snow hissed around him, smashing into his pale skin as the wind picked up and the lightning grew brighter and more intense. The storm had reached the mountain. Youko watched in mild fascination at the pitch black clouds that swirled around the peak, thunder and wind roaring in anger, as if daring the kitsune to come closer. Challenge accepted. Youko thought with a smirk and he ascended with powerful steps and leaps, fighting against the howl of the wind that tried to blow him off the mountain. The terrain grew steeper and more treacherous, the scream of air around him was deafening now and his ears folded down, shutting out all sounds as he crept closer to the summit. At last he reached his goal and Youko stood atop the world. Strands of silver were yanked violently in the raging vortex of nature's power and fury, blocking the kitsune's view but he cared not. He had beaten the mountain at its own game, new strength forming, even as his youki faded to nothingness.

Depleted of his energy, Kurama's fox ears receded, red consuming silver, and gold faded into emerald green as the kitsune reverted back to his human form. This body was weaker... more vulnerable to the elements... and Kurama felt the cold seep through his blue parka and blue jeans, causing him to shiver. He knew he was ill equipped to last long in the harsh conditions raging around him and he cast his gaze downward, brow furrowing at his predicament. The climb up had been a challenge but manageable as Youko... but the way down would be more dangerous for his human self. He would have to rely on physical strength alone for his final test. The redhead began his descent slowly, black hiking boots crunching against the snow and he moved with great care, lest he lose his footing and go sliding off the side of the mountain to his death.

Snow continued to fall in rapid bursts, the wind making it difficult to navigate and he lifted his right arm to shield his eyes from the icy onslaught. He scanned the ground at his feet, trying to retrace the trail he'd made on the way up and soon found what looked like the outline of a flat sole mark much like the shoes he wore in his Youko form. But something caught his eye as he grew closer and Kurama stopped, crouching down to inspect the snow. There, within his own track, lay another track... four toe pads splayed widely with a heel pad that had three lobes... and no claw prints... Kurama reached out and hovered his palm over the track, finding it as large as his hand and he frowned. A tiger print... and judging by the size a rather large one. But that made no sense. According to what he knew of the fauna in Ningenkai, tigers (along with other big cats) disappeared from Japan with the coming of the Holocene age. So why was there a tiger track in the middle of his own footprint? He shifted his gaze, studying the next footprint, finding the same pattern as before and his eyes narrowed. This animal had tracked him up the mountainside, staying downwind of him, using the kitsune's own footprints to stalk and remain hidden from Kurama's view.

Had the animal made it to the summit with him? Keeping downwind enough to avoid detection from the kitsune's sensitive olfactory nerves and hearing? Did it watch him transform into his weaker body? Was it watching him now, waiting to strike him at his most vulnerable? He focused his hearing, back stiffening at the faint sound of snow crunching and turned his head to the side before rising to his feet. Kurama pivoted around slowly as a gale howled around him, the force lifting up the snow and swirling it violently in the wind, turning visibility to zero. The kitsune lifted his arm, shielding his face as he searched the twisting sea of white for some sign of the predator only to widen his eyes as a massive shape suddenly burst through the wall of snow and slammed into Kurama at full force.

The kitsune was knocked off his feet, crashing violently into the ground, air exploding from his lungs as the creature smashed against his smaller body and sent them rocketing down the steep mountainside. Razor sharp claws shredded through his parka, piercing flesh and bone as they embedded into his sides and the kitsune let out a choked scream of pain, glaring up into the glowing eyes of a white tiger, finding the manic gleam in those golden orbs unsettling and a dark answer came to Kurama's mind. Ningenkai predators attacked prey for food and attacked to defend themselves. They didn't kill for sport... or pleasure... That was the domain of humans and youkai... Yet this animal had stalked him in a manner of a clever youkai. Keeping downwind... stepping within Kurama's own tracks in an attempt to hide his actions... waiting until he had exhausted his youki to attack... Choosing to use a powerful animal that should not be in Japan... Only a youkai parasite could accomplish this task. Kurama's eyes narrowed, recalling the attempted possession of Botan by the one called Kara and he knew at last why he'd been attacked. So you've sent your lackey to try and kill me, have you, Shachi?

His eyes widened when the creature snarled, baring its teeth as it snapped at Kurama's head but the kitsune brought his forearm up and under the beast's bottom jaw, smashing it against the top of the tiger's neck, keeping the animal from biting off his face. The beast's hot breath was unbearable, and Kurama's arm shook as he strained to keep those wickedly sharp teeth at bay. His ki was depleted and his body was injured. I cannot hold out much longer... If I don't do something quickly, I will die here. Thoughts of his mother and of Botan flashed before his mind and pain crossed his features at the thought of leaving his mother alone in the world and his beloved at the mercy of her kidnappers. I cannot die like this. I must keep my mother safe... and I must survive to find Botan and bring her home. I will not allow this demon Kara to kill me with a simple beast... I refuse to die here!

Kurama felt a surge of adrenaline, sparking his ki and he concentrated his will, lifting his left hand as vines shot out and wrapped around the creature's maw, binding it shut. With a vicious pull, Kurama yanked the possessed tiger up and off of him. The fox spirit gasped as the claws retracted, blood spurting from the punctures, turning the snow red, trailing down the slope as the kitsune continued his slide. Kurama released the vines with the flick of his wrist, sending the beast crashing into the mountainside, snow exploding from the impact. He rolled and turned, digging his boots into the snow, gritting his teeth as the force jarred his legs, nearly breaking them in the attempt to slow down. He skidded to a stop just short of a rapidly approaching cliff edge, too exhausted to move and he lay there for several moments, his breathing coming in erratic bursts. Each intake of air burned, pain radiating along his rib cage from the wounds of the tiger's attack and he stared up at the dark sky, snow fluttering down, kissing his cold skin and he felt tired... and weak. But I cannot lay here... I must get up... and end this.

Kurama groaned as he rolled onto his stomach and rose slowly on shaky legs. His coat and jeans were soaked from the blood that continued to pour out from his wounds but he remained still, watching as the tiger jumped up and shook off the remaining vines, glaring at Kurama as it stalked towards him once more. Kurama met the creature's gaze, watching the muscles of the massive beast flex and undulate under the thick white and black striped fur as it veered to the left and began to circle around him. Kurama moved with it as he reached up and drew a seed from behind his hair. He knew it would be more prudent and safer to use his rose whip. But his ki was still low. If I use what little I have left, I may pass out and I cannot do that and survive. Making his decision, Kurama fed power to the plant matter, a long green blade forming and the kitsune gripped the hilt, his eyes never leaving the tiger as he prepared for the beast to attack.

A sudden gust of wind roared around them, the snow snatched up in the vortex and the kitsune's ears picked up a voice weaved within the air. It was laced with power... power of reikai origin and he frowned. Who the hell is that? The ground shook and Kurama snapped his gaze up to the summit, eyes widening as a giant mass of snow broke apart and shot downward at lightning speed, heading straight towards the kitsune. It's an avalanche! He shifted his gaze over to the tiger, noting the fear in its eyes as it backed away and whirled around, bounding down towards the alpine elevation, confirming that the tiger was indeed under the control of Kara.

If I follow, I will be ambushed again... or buried... His gaze turned to the right, falling on the cliff edge. The roar of the snow slide grew deafening, the ground shaking violently now and the kitsune knew he had no choice or time... Rushing forward he reached up, pulling out another seed and leaped off the cliff , vines wrapping around his shoulders as large leaves in the shape of wings sprouted behind his back and Kurama glided through the air and away from the mountain. He tossed a glance over his shoulder, watching as the snow poured over the cliff like a raging waterfall. It was a lucky escape... but now he had to try and control the downward glide. And I don't have the energy to do that.

He went as the wind did, pulled towards the hardwood forest beyond the valley, crashing at full speed into the upper boughs of a maple tree that ripped his plant wings to shreds. Kurama fell, smashing into tree limb after tree limb as he tumbled violently down then crashed sideways onto the ground. He winced at the intensity of the flaring pain along his sides, fighting to breathe as he spit up blood. The kitsune rolled onto his stomach and braced himself, trying to push off the ground only to collapse when his arms shook and gave out. His vision grew blurry, too weakened in ki to heal himself. I can't die... I can't die here... I mustn't... die yet... I have to get up... Get up! His mind shouted but his body wouldn't obey and he lay there as his life force began to fade. Something moved in his line of sight and his brow furrowed. He blinked slowly, trying to clear his vision as the being approached, his mind registering the owner of the black boots that stopped before him. Oh... it's... you... was the last thing that ran though his mind before Kurama's vision grew dark and he saw no more.

Whoa... longer than I wanted the chapter to be but I wanted to do the time skip... so that we could get back to the present plot. Hopefully this wasn't too boring. Next time we will get to the aftermath of the ending of this chapter, including the presentation to Yomi of Kurama's men... how the kitsune deals with Shachi... the meeting of Yusuke with Yomi... the dissolving of the ruling class into a free for all... the motivation for Kurama's participation in the tournament... the rescue of Botan... and beyond that... we'll see. If you want to see what I see in my mind... I wrote the last section of the chapter while listening to Amon Hen, the 16th track from the Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring Soundtrack. Give it a whirl and listen to it while reading the last section. If you liked this chapter, do please review... I want to hear from people still reading this work...