Strawberry dreams

His lips, driven in a fluid motion, wrapped around the red berry making, even the way he ate as elegant as a dance. It seemed that everything he did was perfect. Everything he did was filled with life and a passion that only he could have. At least that's how he seemed to Botan.

Kurama's mouth sheathed around the tip of the strawberry while his eyes closed as if of their own accord, a soft, muffled, moan rumbled deep within his throat at the bittery sweet taste.

Botan drew away her eyes as she licked her lips, longing to taste the sweet fruit as he tasted it. The sound the little treat lured from him ran shivers over her veins. If he only knew what he was doing to her would he stop? No, she didn't want him to.

"Mmmh. Botan, you should really try these strawberries." Kurama spoke softly causing her to look back at him.

Wind chimes rang behind them in a soothing song of metallic clangs and watery voices. It was a few mouths into spring and everything seemed to clam down at bit since Yusuke had returned. "It's such a peaceful day, don't you think so, Kurama?"

"Botan," He spoke her name sternly but not harshly, it was a manor that made his voice hug the air in which carried his soft word.

"Hmm?" She looked up and let out a small peep as she felt the rough seeds of the strawberry trace her lips.

"Try this, it's delicious." Kurama said, apparently he had no idea of how he was making her feel at that very moment.

Botan timidly opened her mouth as Kurama applied a small amount of pressure pushing her lips open a little more before she took a bite. She let the sugary nectar fill he mouth. "Mmm!" she wanted another bite but instead Kurama, finished it off. Botan whimpered in protest and Kurama just looked at her unfazed.

"What is it?" He taunted in an unplayful voice.

"I was going to finish that," she said.

"Hmm." He smiled and held up another perfect strawberry, "Last one," with that he popped it into his mouth. A smirk slithered onto his lips but he soon came to the shocking realization that not only had he swallowed the berry but something else, something wet and warm.

He opened his eyes and found that Botan's lips were pressed to his own and she was searching his mouth for the treat, which he had deprived her of. Her tongue slid languidly through his mouth grabbing every drop left behind by the red gift of nature's candy. Kurama peeled away from her with a dazed look in his eyes. "B-"

Botan Jumped, Why did she do that? Oh god! She thought, 'he must think… I don't know what he must think, I have to get out of here, now!' She stood up to leave but Kurama wouldn't have it. He pushed everything off of the table and slid her across the edge of the table and sat her down on top letting her legs dangle on either side of him as he sat in his chair. "Botan." He said in the most unusual purr causing her to shutter.

"Kurama! I'm so so sorry. It wont-" she was cut off by the gaze in his eyes, the way they traveled up and over every curvature of her slender form. Soon she found that his palms had made their way to her knees where his thumbs rubbed her soft skin slightly, she was glad she had worn a skirt.

She blinked as her head started to spin and rush from his slight touch and his soft unemotional gaze. What would he do next? She feared to know and yet longed for it just the same.

"You know, it is not nice to try and take things from people." Kurama said sliding his hands up her leg an inch. "I should get you back for that." He smirked darkly making her shiver.

"Botan?" Kurama waved his hand before her and smiled at her lost look, she was doing it again, and she seemed to daydream whenever he came around.

"Huh? What? Oh I'm sorry Kurama, did you say something?" Botan looked up at him and smiled as if nothing was wrong though it did nothing to cover her blush.

"I was just wondering if you might like to try these strawberries. I planted them they should be good, want to help me test them?"

"Sure." Botan smiled and reached over as he handed her one. "Hey Kurama, can I ask you something?"

"Hmm?" he looked up from the sink where he was washing the berries.

"What's high school like? Is it like they say it is on T.V?"

"What do you mean?" Kurama was giving her his undivided attention now.

"Well, are the jocks stupid, and are cheerleaders mean? And do the upper class men pick on freshmen?"

Kurama let out a small laugh. "Not exactly, everyone is basically the same, I mean you do have some students that fit the stereotypes but everyone is pretty normal. Why the sudden interest in school?"

"No reason, I never made it to high school." Botan said.

"How long have you been a ferry girl?" Kurama asked

"Only one hundred years."

"Did you ever talk to Koenma about letting you come back into the living world?"

"Yeah, but he said I have to have a good reason for wanting to." She answered.

"Do you have a good reason, though I don't think he should make you have one?"

"Yeah. It's big to me."

"Well what is it?" Kurama asked wanting to know.

"It's more of a who." She explained.

"Really?" Kurama smirked to himself and decided not to press on the matter. " I have an idea, why don't you come to school with me? We'll let Koenma know and I will get you registered and everything."

Botan's eyes lit up and she jumped "Really? You would do that for me?"

"Of course" Kurama smiled.