Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Unforgotten Love ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

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Note: /words in here are dreams/, `these are thoughts' Ok is everyone clear? Hope so, if you are at all confused please feel free to ask

Note: (yes there's two today) Ok before you scream Mary-Sue and run away screaming please understand that this is not a Mary-sue fic, characters may pop in and out but that's it. They are not staying for long and have only minor roles.

Disclaimer: I no own, you no sue!!

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Kurama stared at the amethyst eyes. The gaze that they held was slowly becoming more and more distant. No longer did she stare at those before her. Neither did she acknowledge that they stood next to her.

Yusuke, the first to snap out of the trance, fished through his pockets. “Shit,” he muttered, “where the hell is it?” The search became frenzied as his efforts remained futile. After a few more long, agonizing minutes he smiled and pulled out the small silver compact.

Flipping open the top Yusuke fiddled with the buttons. “Damn!” He shouted after only receiving static. “Work ya piece of crap. Work before I spirit gun ya.” In a fit of anger he slammed it against the trunk of a tree.

Botan shivered violently as the cold overtook her. Her rosy lips now had a light blue tinge to them as yet another breath caught within her beautiful chest. No longer could she see the dark and dreary scenery before her. All she saw now were shadows.

Even the sounds were becoming more and more distant. Yusuke's persistent string of curses, Hiei's disapproving grunts towards the detective were no longer perceived, and Kuwabara'sstifled gasps fell upon deaf ears.

But even worse then that, Botan couldno longer hear Kurama' sweet and sultry voice, and how that hurt her. Botan had always dreamed of the last words she would hear would come from the handsome boy that now held her in his arms.

A horrible ache pulsed throughout her body sending Botan into one last convulsion. Then her body remained deathly still.

“Damn!” Yusuke shouted as he pocketed the communicator once again. “I can't get any reception out here. Too many damn trees and too far away from anyone else.” Yusuke's glance fell upon their fallen friend, the only non fighter in the group. “How is she,Kurama?”

Silence. Such pitiful silence ran supreme as Kurama tried to control his voice. He had to be the one in control, the strong one for he knew that they were just entering the black gates of hell.

“She has a strong spirit. That's all that has kept her from dying. But she will not last much longer.” Gold pulsed within the forest green orbs as he stared into the chocolate eyes of Yusuke. “We have to get her out of here now!”

“Damn. Just once why can't a case go right?” Yusuke's eyes closed tightly as he thought. There was no way that he could let a friend die out here like this, no matter how annoying they may be.

Seconds stretched out feeling more like an eternity before Yusuke opened his eyes again. “We have to carry her out of here. To somewhere where we can call for help.”

Kurama mentally kicked himself for not thinking of that himself. He was after all the brains of the group. But it seemed that as soon as Botan's life became endangered he was not able to think any more. Angered at his lack of reasoning, Kurama slowly picked up the tiny girl careful to not jar her head around.

Rivulets of red fell from the tiny injury on her neck as the fox cradled Botan. He carefully maneuvered her so that the petite head was in the nook of his arm while her legs bent sharply at the knees.

Blood fell from the corner of Kurama's mouth as he bit on his lip. For he knew that every jar would cause more poison to flow into the deity's blood stream. Right now the very blood that coursed throughout the blue haired's body was tainted. The very heart that beat near his chest and the lungs that desperately tried to keep the very breath going were now infected.

“Please stay strong. You cannot die here, like this. Just live for a little while longer, please. Keep your soul and spirit strong. And remember- no matter what we all are your friends.” Kurama pleaded to the suffering deity, a tear fell onto her lid, splashing slightly.

Botan moaned lightly as Kurama picked up speed following the racing fire demon.

/The beautiful sun above sent down warm peaceful rays upon the tiny blue haired girl whom soaked them in eagerly. An ear twitched at the sounds that she heard. Far off she could hear a bush rustle, tiny feet scamper, the bubbling of a small stream.

Moaning slightly the slender figure held a hand tenderly to her head. She had a splitting headache and the sun's brightness was not helping. How she silently wished that it would disappear.

“Wha-” throwing herself upright quickly Botan glanced around. “What the- where is the darkness, the trees. Oh,” Another dreadful moan escaped the beautiful red lips as all the blood sloshed around in her head.

Dizzily the girl slowly rose till she was standing. Now she was thoroughly confused. `Where the heck am I?' This was not the place that same forest that she had just been in.

“Think Botan think!” Lightly she rapped on her head hoping to shake loose the scrambled thoughts, hopefully the ones that would explain why she was here, and alone.

Memories flowed as Botan looked around. They were in the dark forest with chilled winds that blew. Then...

Then what?

What happened next?

Botan glanced at a bush that shook lightly, she was certain that she had seen that before. But where?

A demon had jumped out at them,Kurama's name being shouted, and something hitting her.

Gasping Botan threw a hand to her neck. Now she remembered that demon tried to attack Kurama but she pushed him out of the way and was hit instead. Was she dead? But this did not look like any part ofSpirit World that she knew of. Where was the palace, and the fires of hell, and the gates of paradise and the lonely path to purgatory?

"Maybe I should really stop acting without thinking." So far it had earned her a broken back, being captured many times and now this.

Sighing Botan did the only thing she could do. She walked; maybe something would jog her memory or tell her where she was. /

Kurama skidded to a stop and held his breath. Before him, an inch from his right eye was a sharp pointed wooden spear. This forest apparently did not want the Detectives to leave its presence so soon. So far five trees had fallen in their path- one of them landing on Kuwabara hindering his speed considerably, and now this.

Throwing back a glance at the limping carrot top he sighed. Kuwabara was trying- he truly was but his injury was slowing them all.

Yusuke and Hiei tried to help the struggling teen but to no avail. Nothing was going to move the carrot top any faster.

'I'm letting them all down!' Kuwabara thought as he glanced back at his lame leg. As soon as that giant timber had landed on his leg, he was afraid that the tree had smashed his ankle. But any uncertainty was now answered as he stared at his purple ankle. No longer was he able toput any weight upon his foot. Runs now were sloppy hops as he tried desperately to keep up.So deep in his thoughts Kuwabara did not see the tiny root shoot from the ground snatching his good leg.Kuwabara's chin connected with theground hard. “Ugh.” Blood flew from his clenched teeth as he grabbed his knee.

/Botan moved through the dirt path amazed at how green everything was. It was more beautiful then a dream. Nothing could spoil this, Botan was certain. Despite her situation the blue-haired deity could not help but to smile. This was what she had always dreamed of on lonely nights alone. But in her dreams she was always with a special someone.

Still her spirits were high, perhaps her special someone was somewhere nearby. All she had to do was keep searching. Smiling brightly she continued on her search for anyone.

As she passed a thick bush with tiny red berries growing on it,two golden eyes peered from underneath. Here was his next prey, and how innocent she was too. He could almost smell the waves of innocence as they surged from her body. The dark figure licked his lips; innocence was what he liked the most. A lust filled grin spread across his face as he stared at the `thing' before him. A gift that the gods gave to him. /

Kurama held the deity tight as they ran through the forest. With a slightly bobbing head the ashen facial features of Botan relaxed slightly.

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Uh so how was it?

Poor Botan doesn't even know how bad she's going to have it. Leave your comment please.