WARNING: This fanfiction contain sensible issues and situations. If you passed by this or you dislike this type of things... please, don't read it. I don't want any troll sending sand, their comments gonna be ignored and erased. Also, it's yaoi or male x male so if you don't like it, DON'T READ IT. You can't say that I didn't warn you. Otherwise if you want to jump that part, feel free to move from chapter 4 to 6. Thank you all.
Inside
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In those moments, he couldn't blame anybody else but himself.
Everything that were happen until that day he could say that was because of him and right before the severe sight of his father, he knew that any indiscretion that he should have it was beginning to display consequences too bigger to be controlled in any form; the record of his failures, about all the things that he messed up, everything that ended blowing up in his hands as soon as he touched it was proof enough to confirm that thing that the high commands in Tenkai Realm already know it but kept in silence to prevent that the onis started to move out of line:
That the young son of King Enma wasn't qualified for the position that he held as the second in command at the Judgment Gates.
For Koenma who practically were still a boy, that were just give him more weight over his shoulders and seemed like no matter how much he tried and pushed himself to kept the order and the control over everything, the less was capable to do it properly.
He was always terrified.
Terrified by his mistakes, terrified to flub spectacularly, terrified each single time that anybody pointed one of his failures and snags that ended with him taking responsibilities before his father with a seriousness and commitment that doesn't belonged to someone with his same age.
But… he was the prince of that Realm.
And a prince shouldn't waver never or make the others look down on him. He should kept his compromise and his emotions under control and locked inside his chest, deeper in his soul where they never reached the outside light and where they weren't able to hurt; abroad, Koenma was an image of authority and knowledge that was capable to guide an oni's horde to attend and taka safely the souls where they were to be judged and sent to the Other Side according with the things that they did on their lives, soothing the responsibilities of his father who always have something more important to do, like keep the order between the Makai Realm and Ningenkai Realm.
His words and his power was the law in that palace and he always tried to keep himself self-controlled no matter how many times something spun out of control.
But inside…
Inside…
Were the most pure and darker chaos with sharp edges that doesn't let him make his way out.
All his fear, all his insecurities, all those desperate thoughts and his weariness of need to be alert about everything to avoid his father rage and his punishments remained under that darkness, out of reach, untouchables and were only Koenma himself were hurt by his own feelings in the night, when in his bed they peeked inside his mind to remind him that after all, the gossips and his own irresponsibilities were capable to destroy him.
In those moments he just shrunk and covered up his head under the blankets, waiting for a new day to sink on his duties and send back his inner demons to the darkness.
A forbidden darkness for the inhabitants of the Reikai Realm.
And because of that he raised each day, prepared himself and then walked to his workers with a proud and firm expression, smiling from time to time for them when they did something right and letting them see their perfect and authoritative prince.
Their leader.
…
Using his human form and inside that VIP suite in the stadium where the Dark Tournament was carried out, Koenma move a hand over his head and move his hair backwards.
Some shouts of the spectators and he raised his sight to see the human boy who was fighting on those moments with all his strength against the yokais that were selected by the random selection of the combats, with a self-confidence that he envied internally; finally, smiled sideways and let escape a pained laugh that betrayed greatly what he was and what he showed to others, with his light-brown eyes following one of the energy spheres that Genkai teached Yusuke how to potentiate.
Yusuke…
How would Yusuke take the news that in human years, he was younger than him?
He never mentioned that to him and for a change or by a miracle, seemed as if Botan just forgotten that little thing. Blessed head like a sieve that the spiritual guide have for that matters, because… how do you tell to your Spirit Detective that his first jokes had all the damn sense and hurt, not because him or how he say them but because he was right saying that? How do you explain others, the ones that trust on you that they are in the hands and decisions of a boy placed in a position of responsibility because in their world, from childhood they were burdened with the knowledge about how to deal with the things that they would face when they became adults?
Koenma had given Yusuke more than enough clues when he revealed to him that he lived 50 times longer than him, but well, it was Yusuke and he supposed that should be a kind of luck if the other knew how to make some math. Anybody with some good data would find that just doing the equivalence between his 670 years and the ones from the Human World, but if he thought it through, it was normal that they didn't consider even that possibility, not even Kurama with his great capacity of comprehension: after all, even the yokais grew up at uneven speed but generally in a similar way to the humans, so nobody could imagine that wasn't the same for the Reikai and that his growth rate were as slow as it would be for someone who had to grow dozens of meters.
He leaned sideways at one of his hands just watching that battle and took a long, outstretched sigh.
-I must be really bored if I start thinking about these things –muttered to himself grimacing while moved his pacifier to the other side of his mouth to then, utter an annoyed moan –I don't like build up work… but I don't like vacations either, thinking about it.
He closed his eyes and leaned better in the chair where he was.
Sometimes he also forgot that the affairs of the Dark Tournament were his responsibility too, no matter how much the members of the BBC felt that was their own power the one that have them there; even if Yusuke hadn't been forced to go along with the others, he would have send someone to observe that everything were in order and be aware of the winner's desires in case that he must intervene to control the situation. Maybe it was obligatory accomplish those wishes but that didn't means that the Reikai didn't take protective measures.
They still remembered the last clown who wished for world destruction and they had to engage in heavy negotiations in which everything had culminated with the destruction of a specific city.
They tried to save part of the population but in the end, there had been lots of deaths that he had to deal with.
He nailed his eyes on the ceiling for a few moments.
What a nuisance.
The cracking of the door as the knob was turned and open it alerted Koenma who closed his eyes with a new sigh before frowning in the same position.
-Jorge…- complained in a bad mood –you're not going to tell me again that there was a long line for food, are you? I'm pretty sure you've stayed eating it by your own without leaving me anything and you forget that I'm the one who's paying…
The steps moved smoothly and lightly until they were behind him, which disturbed him in part because the steps of his oni servant were heavy and clumsy and by that minute he had already said something, an apology or an excuse. Perhaps he was simply wondering what he would say to justify eat all the snacks without leaving him anything; the sound of Yusuke's battling raised as the screams of the spectators echoed somewhat that VIP box.
-Jorgeeeeeee… -called again the prince with his eyes closed and his hands intertwined, starting to feel bothered –I'm not in the mood for…
-You still haven't got rid of that useless servant of yours? Isn't like I'm surprised that you haven't done it but I would hope that after the last circumstances, you would at least have a broader guard…
The light-brown eyes of the spirit burst open in panic but before he could even straighten out of his chair, a large and strong hand had been placed on his shoulder and held him on his place; cold sweat fell down by one side of his face and he clenched his pacifier between his teeth, trying to keep calm his mind and think about what or why that was happening. By the way his heart was beating so hard and fast against his chest, it seemed as if he had been staggered at the brink of a fall.
He could feel the face of that man lean by a side of his own and his breathing so close, that the reaction was simply stopping him from thinking clearly.
-I know that you don't going to do it… but anyway, let me suggest that don't do anything foolish… -the newcomer eyes showed fun while they watched the crystal in front of them, from where the heads of the yokais down below that encouraged the death of the Urameshi's team were perceived- we don't want to draw attention and make that one of them suddenly turned to see us, right?
Koenma half-closed his eyes looking him by a side and give a deep breath recovering what he could of self-control.
-They can't see us from this position and I think you already know that- muttered in a low tone of voice and crossed a leg elegantly to let him see that he was in pretty much control; perhaps inside he were a chaos, maybe mentally he were at panic and was banging his head on his mental walls wanting to understand what was doing that person in that place but if there was something that he was learned in all his years, it was t act in one way even if he thought otherwise.
Or feel nervous, by the way.
The man at the side of his face smiled a little more and let out a little cold and mocking laughter, which tensed the other a little more with annoyance until he could see how the newcomer moved a hand near his cheek and then, wiped some sweat from his temple.
-You were never good at lying –the human laughed again and straightened up before the hard look of the one who was still in the chair and ended up letting out a grunt –or pretending. Less with me.
-I don't know what you're talking about.
That person tilted his head looking at him sideways with curiosity, almost as if was the most greatest pleasure just see him but Koenma doubted it was like that.
-Well… maybe people who don't know you or the most naïve might believe anything you say or show them, but someone with my experience knows how to read you as if you were a book- said the man with a soft and quiet voice, putting his hands into his pockets- it's been so long already…
-Ten years… -sighed the brown-eyed one without ceasing to see the other with a cold gesture.
-I'm glad to see you're keeping count of that –the human laughed slightly still looking at him with satisfaction while the other one remained stoic on his chair, even with his hands intertwined over his legs as if with that he could control the fear that he knew the spirit in front of him must be feeling- that means that I'm still important to you…
-Shinobu –Koenma cut off with a firm, authoritative voice that made the man raise an eyebrow- what do you want? What are you doing here?
Again, that laugh but some louder that made the spiritual regent squint again until finally the man standing there just softened his gaze and his smile, as if that were some kind of casual conversation.
-I like it when you adopt that figure… -said slowly the former spiritual detective moving his eyes over the body of the other, who raised an eyebrow- do your friends already know that the other form isn't the real one and that you use the other one to be able to maintain a less interpretative gesture? –the tremor at Koenma's body was already beginning to be a fairly noticeable reflection of his rage and Sensui put a hand on his own chin- I suppose not. I'm flattered, it means you've only trusted me for that…
-You… -the Brown-haired boy began to say but then the other lifted a finger and rock it sometimes while started to make sound with his tongue.
-Tsk, tsk, tsk… I told you a thousand times to take care of that language, your father has told you before- cut-off the blue-eyed man with the gesture of a parent who tried to correct his children. Koenma turned his chair to face the other and rested his hands on the edge of the armrests, looking much firmer.
-My Spiritual Detective is here and if I call him…
-You forget that I can destroy this stadium and all the yokais here with just one movement –replied the tanned one which caused a slight tic in the other's brow –which I would honesty, regret having to do 'cuz it's not what I wanted to do- the look of the man then turned to the window, observing with interest at the yokais outside- also… it seems to me that your "detective" are too much busy in this moments, to come here… to not say that he's just a kid…
He tilted his head.
-You were one once, too –Koenma muttered by inertia and tense his body a second later at the curious look of Sensui who smiled with amusement.
-Yeah… it seems like you always pick us with the same pattern, right? –asked the former detective to then, lighten his voice and raise his head- don't make that expression, you're going to hurt your face…
Koenma snorted a little without feel intimidated and without modifying his pose, knowing that any movement he made could be taken for weakness by the other, but…
He resisted biting his lower lip, h knew that the man in front of him wasn't going to be impressed anyway, no matter how he looked although he tried on his own way show him that he had changed, that even ten short years could make a difference on him too.
-Enough –the voice of the spirit was more tempered and calm, finally managing even to soften the annoyed gesture on his expression.
He knew how dangerous the man in front of him was, he knew him well enough to know when he might be in danger of being attacked but Shinobu Sensui knew how to hide very well his intends… and he never hit him directly. Perhaps only once… once in his life, he would have him some harm but not in the same way he attacked the yokais, besides, what he had of strength to fight against the demons, he had it in cleverness for speech, or at last, many times it had been so when they discussed his missions… or more trivial matters…
He sighed.
-I don't think you have come to greet me after so long –said the Reikai prince with a gently voice gathering his fingertips, finally getting the full attention of the human- and it doesn't seem to me that you have come to confront Yusuke or even to know him…
-Ah! No, in fact actually I came to see him –said the back-haired one making Koenma raise an eyebrow- you could say that my main interest on come to this island was to see that boy because I've heard a lot about him lately… I wanted to see a little bit of how he was fighting and how he treated the creatures here…
-You want to fight him? –Koenma quickly asked some tense, but then Sensui laughed strongly again.
-No, not yet –he sighed deeply and then looked at him with a gesture that made the other move uncomfortably in the chair by inertia, an act that hadn't gone unnoticed by the former detective and that surely, the spirit hadn't managed to retain –this time it took you some time to find my replacement…
-Well… if you want me to admit something, it's what you were good at what you used to do and I needed a suitable detective… fortunately for me, Yusuke showed up, so…
-Of course, I don't blame you. He's a cute boy –he shrugged his shoulders which made the brown-eyed one see him confused –he's young, he's strong and he got character not to say he's within your age range- the other's gaze was still of astonishment and Sensui grimaced- how long did it take to you to sleep with him?
-WHAT!?
Koenma's voice had come out so much louder than he would have liked, and this time provoked a roar with laughter in the man in front of him; the smaller one jumped to his feet and the chair fell backwards with force as consequence of the tremor of rage and horror that ran through the body of the spirit who clenched his fists and bitted his pacifier with force. His eyes flashed in Sensui's direction, letting it be seen that although he was impressed by his presence at the beginning, he wasn't afraid of him at all.
Maybe he was cautious… maybe he had been a coward on certain occasions although inside his head it was part of the fun by being with the ones he trusted, which in the end make everyone start to laugh and be happy…
But it was something very different when someone provoke him directly and face to face, especially for no reason. That offense burned like the flames of hell and damn! He knew about it.
An on top of that, involving Yusuke who had no idea and ignored all those things…
-How… how dare you even suggest that I would do something so…!?
-You did it with me, do you forget it? –a blush stained the cheeks of the Reikai prince who opened his eyes widely by the surprise of those words, leaving him speechless for a few moments- when I was fourteen years old you didn't think much about it and then…
Koenma closed his eyes and shake his head a few times.
-I don't understand what does that have to do in this –he said colder than before, giving him a look that still reflected irritation but that couldn't hide that he was blushed to the hears, something that made laugh the man who crossed his arms and took one step towards him –it was something completely different and you…!
-Well… I thought that maybe you'd forgotten me by now… -Sensui said slowly without stopping smiling as he moved towards Koenma who seemed to hesitate for a second between backing up or staying firm –maybe you had already replace me… -raised both eyebrows and the mouth of the spirit began to open and close in incredulous spasms and without any understandable words coming out of it- that's why as soon as I could see Urameshi, I had to check if you two were together, you know…
It looked at him with an expression of pretender tenderness that managed to make Koenma clench his teeth so tightly again that he almost split his pacifier in two.
-So you're right. I didn't come to say "hello"… I came to see you because I had to. I had to know if there was something between of you two or if you were seeing someone else, one never knows… -he shrugged and continued moving towards him but this time, his gesture became somewhat dark and his blue eyes seemed to change of light countless times- but… there are things that are always there. And one has to know where the limits and permits end…
-Limits and permits? –Koenma repeated in a slightly sharper and angrier tone of voice, feeling the change in the atmosphere inside that cabin and the way that mas was advancing towards him, shortening the distance between them- who do you think you are to talk to me about limits and permits?
His eyes moved almost suddenly in the direction of the door while many thoughts struck him at the same time, between the probability that he had to do something, a noise, just run or yell for help. One thing was that he were a coward, another to have authority and a very different one, don't be aware of the power of that person. Perhaps he had not seen him in years but was able to calculate that if in his youth he was already powerful…
He had never trained in battle, nor did he have the knowledge to fight Shinobu Sensui hand to hand.
-You should go now- finally said in a tone that pretended to be much more severe and his eyes came back to look the door with some concern- Jorge…
-He won't be here in a very long time –Sensui cut-off with a small laugh while keep walking towards the other, leaving them closer and closer- Itsuki is entertaining him so you can be sure that we will be alone long enough…
-It would be better if you left, really… -grunted Koenma reluctantly when Sensui's new sudden move took him by surprise, finally taking two steps back to get away from him and bumping into the lying chair on the floor behind him.
He completely forgot it.
The back of one of his legs ran into the hard metal leg of that seat, which made his body fall backwards with the suddenness of his movement, letting out a scream of surprise; at least until halfway through the movement a strong hand took him from the front of his suit until this finally pushed him hard against the sidewall of that room, perceiving some bright lights in front of his eyes by the hit given with the back of his head.
It hurts and took him a few moments to fully understand what Sensui was talking about because he could barely see his lips.
-I suppose I should need to remind you that –the human sigh with a false disappointment without stopping to hold the other by the front of his tunic so that he couldn't move from the wall, but for Koenma at that moment the headache hummed like thousands of bees pricking his neck.
-Shinobu… -he began to say with an eye closed from discomfort and yet with an irritated gesture, he still remembered the motives of the last time he did that to him, at least until the human in front of him held him with greater force and taking out the pacifier to throw it to the floor, take his mouth with his lips causing him to open wide his eyes with disconcertment and a continuous tremor on which his body was trapped because he was going through, perceiving then how he force his tongue inside him to touch his own.
He remembered… of course he remembered…
Of course he knew a lot about what Sensui was talking about and for a second, tried to remember why that act was hurting him so deeply that the memory of what was lost didn't let him react and at the same time, something else inside him was screaming with the force of pure pain.
Only that the situation was a little more different, now the human in front of him was much bigger than him, too strong, too aggressive, even more so when he broke, even…
His heart was beating with the force of a thousand bombs.
Why?... how he ended in that way, how was it possible that something that was going so well had fragmented irreparably?
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Reikai. 13 years in the past.
Koenma was behind his desk as always, reviewing papers and separating them from those on whom he would impose his seal and those who required a second review in order to not receive a wrong sentence or a hasty decision.
The boy grimaced with the pacifier in his mouth and raised a piece of paper to give it a closer look and then uttered a weary groan.
There were days like that in which work left nothing to be satisfied but sometimes, it was too much difficult to argue with the other beings who let go that silly song "with 657 years old your mind must be more than ready to be able to deal with this all paperwork"; of course, it was easy to say when they weren't the ones who had to who through a long and kilometric childhood because that was what would allow him to gather enough spiritual energy to continue growing and increasing his power.
Sometimes he despaired and then asked his own father if there was no way to make him grow faster or at least to a more adult stage but Enma Daiyo only looked at him to say "everything at the right time".
Sure… he wished that he could remember that the next time that a demon like Yakumo made a mess and he had to help him by reusing his Mafuukan, wasting all his energy and feeling so sick that just because he had the opposite orders he would have been bedridden for at least six months; of course he was stronger now and his power had increased to the degree that he was certain that when the dark period occurred in Japan, he could contain what it came with his Seal… but anyway he believed that if he were at least able to grow a little more, his endurance would be much better.
It was out of the question.
He growled and dropped the paper in front of him, ending up leaning on his back with his hands intertwined above his round belly and again, letting out a sigh; Yuuria, his assistant at the time used to laugh and tell him that he was the kind of person who never was satisfied.
"Or complains about there's too much job or about there's not enough" she said.
And well, it was true. He wasn't a fan of free time because that meant that he was going to have too much time to get depressed and become a little gloomier but sometimes, the work itself was so problematic that he wondered what the hell was his father doing that needed to be supplanted for so long by someone so young as him; of course he was flattered and honored, any spirit in his position would eagerly want to be considered worthy of being considered by King Enma himself to take his place and the power of decisions, but…
He let out a groan and ran his hand through his hair beneath his ceremonial cap.
-Why me?
Asked to the air and then, a few knocks brought him back to the reality, looking down in the direction of the door and not too eager to receive anyone. But work was work.
-Come in.
A young boy nodded curiously, as if silently wondered if it was a good time but still seemed calm to be there; Koenma blinked a couple of times as he saw who was coming in and bowed his head slightly as a greeting, with a now rigid pose that was unnatural in living bodies.
-Ah! Sensui! –the Little ruler straightened up on his seat and placed both hands on the edges of the armrests with a slightly more awake gesture- what do I owe the surprise?
-I finished the work you asked me to do- replied in a simple way the boy as he advance to the front of his boss's desk who opened his eyes widely with astonishment.
-Really? –Koenma replied impressed an then, stretched one hand to one of the piles of papers and rummaged through a small folder and opened it –it's really something extraordinary, but when it comes to you, I should be getting used to it- the leader's eyes closed I fine lines and nodded once- good job. We've never had such an effective Spiritual Detective to deal with this kind of things… I hope you'll stay that way for a long, long time…
The young Sensui grimaced as if pretending to smile and then bowed his head for a couple of seconds in a firm and respectful manner.
-My reason for being in this world is to finish all evil and I consider it an honor that the Reikai has seen me with the potential to do so –replied the black-haired boy and Koenma nodded once.
-And we feel the same way about you…
The prince of that place sighed slightly to get back to his work, imagining that the other would turn around and retire… but it only took a few seconds between take one of the papers that he needed to review and realize that the boy was still standing in front of him with an expression that seemed to be struggling with something inside him.
-Sensui? –the spirit called slowly- there's something wrong?
-Koenma-sama –began to say slowly and then, looked straight at him –it's not my intend to disrespect you. I hope you understand that and don't think that I'm too nosy…
The aforesaid blinked curiously a couple of times and turned his head very slightly not understanding what was going on.
-We're friends, nothing happens… whatever you want to say to me, you can do it –finally replied little Enma smiling a little from the pacifier in his mouth- you've never disrespected me, so…
-Very well –Sensui took a deep breath and took another step towards the other, looking into his eyes- why you are like that?
An eyebrow raised on the face of the one in the seat without understand the question.
-Excuse me?
-That figure… -Sensui seemed to hesitate for a few moments but then, let out some air like a whine and shook his head a couple of times- why do you always look that way?
-I don't understand exactly what do you mean to…
-I know you're different –Sensui took one more step as if he began to feel a little more secure and clenched a fist near his chest- I… I can see the aura that runs around you and keeps you in a cocoon. This figure… -he shook his head a little- I've seen you before in the other form. Why do you insist on looking like this?
Both saw each other's eyes for a few moments, the human with an almost desperate impulse of energy and the other… had just opened his mouth not knowing what to say. No one had ever detected that his transformations between one figure and another were intentional facades… and behold, the prodigy boy they had chosen to supplant Kuroko simply arrived one day just told him at the face that he had always know that secret he kept so hidden from everyone. None of the previous detectives had notice it before…
A chill ran through him but he decided to ignore it.
Sensui's abilities were paramount and if he routed them well, he could be able to do great things… maybe someday, he would be able to captain the Reikai's Special Defense Squadron as the first human with the level to do so…
But he was dreaming far away and in the meantime, the boy in front of him watched him waiting for an answer.
Koenma sighed.
-I like your human form a lot more.
The little regent had closed his eyes thinking on a way to respond in an adequate way, an answer that leave him satisfied and that wouldn't have to expose him to reveal more things… when the boy in front of him had said that, surprising him by the unexpected of it and by the words he had used; his mouth had opened in a funny way and he was sure that his eyes should look the same but the detective on duty only saw him smiling very slightly.
Of those few moments when he saw him make that gesture.
-You're quite nice and that form actually highlights you more -Sensui shrugged his shoulders and closed his eyes for a second before look at him again- I have nothing against see you like this, if this make you feel more comfortable… but o the other hand, somehow I forget that we're so different –for a few moments the boy blinked somewhat confused as if he himself didn't understand if what he said was been wrong and then, shook his head a little –you said that we're friends. And well I… just… I think I like you in that way. You feel closer to us.
He took a deep breath and then looked at the one in front of him who continued in silence as if he didn't know what to say or how express himself next.
The spirit didn't usually receive compliments and flattery from anyone unless they came from the oni but generally they were almost obliged to do so by the fact that they worked for him and as subordinates, they always tried to make feel happy those above them; in the case of the little boy in front of him, things were completely different, yeah, Sensui respected him as he does strictly with any authority but even so, he had never seen that he felt the inclination or the need to flatter him or tell him something like that.
So… he could see that Sensui was saying it from the heart.
Which was equally strange and disturbing since the boy didn't used to open up to anyone in any way and of course Koenma didn't expect him to open up to him either.
He didn't know which way to take that.
Too many thoughts came to his head and before he even meditated on what he could say to defend his appearance or simply dismiss the boy hoping he thought of something else, his mouth had already opening surprising himself.
-Then you would prefer that I look like that?
-I'm overdoing it? –the boy's blue eyes watched the reactions of his boss who had closed his eyes as if he were thinking- you're doing that again…
-But I didn't do anything… -Koenma raised an eyebrow and for a moment it seemed as if Sensui looked up with patience and discomfort. Which extended to him as well, he didn't used to feel so expose and now…
-You're again... you make that face… -the teenager mumbled a little and finally shook his head and closed his eyes to then, bow his head- I retire Koenma-sama. Have a good day, if you need anything else you already know how to find me.
The boy straightened up and turned, walking towards the exit which caused the little leader come out of his surprise and then raised over the seat.
-Sensui!
But the human was already gone.
The spirit fall sit over the chair again and looked up at the huge roof over his head as a thousand and one thoughts passed through it without a specific order. He didn't really know what to deduce from the boy, he was always very closed, very correct and firm, it was very powerful, an exemplary and magnificent detective… and yet, somehow something had happened that had encouraged him to tell that he liked him; he liked him, he really took his word that they were friends and well… within everything, Sensui had let him see a small glimpse of his emotions and his interior, that was aware that not everyone had the opportunity to see.
Like the fact that he smiled him a little.
Like the fact that among all people, the boy would have been the one who saw beyond what he used to let see to the others…
He got out of his chair and walked towards the large window in his office and little by little, he changed his appearance until finally when he got to where the window glass gave him back his reflection, he could see himself with that tired expression and something vague that he used to hate. But Sensui liked what he looked like.
He ran his fingers over the surface of the glass, thoughtful, and then looked himself in the eyes.
It was a bit risky, but…
Why not try once for a change, have a friend?
Or make one even if it was human, damn. None of the spiritual detectives that his father used to choose had any decent closeness or trust with him, and when his father gave him the honor of being the one who would now be in charge of that part of the security that belonged to the control of the Ningenkai, well…
Kuroko had been pleasant but they have never opened the way to a friendly relationship. They spoke in good terms, still maintained a little contact but there was nothing that could propitiate a closer relationship or one where they could have a conversation away from the matters of the work; neither happened with Sensui who was too firm with his duties and with that the boy considered the limits of right, so it was impossible for the Reikai prince to approach and because his own habits, it wasn't that he was interested either.
But now…
Sensui had taken a step. He had entered slightly into that imaginary line that used to separate the spirit from the others and seemed to be measuring if might be possible that he could be something a little more social or open with him.
Grimaced and lowered his head a little before starting to laugh.
What a time to start having such out-of-place thoughts!
But at least one thing had happened: from that day on, every time that Sensui appeared to receive a job or to present him the reports… Koenma made sure to be in front of him with his human appearance to welcome him and make him feel more comfortable.
It had been a good time.
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