Hello again and thank you so much for deciding to check out my latest pride and joy, "Mr Maybe" (trumpets resound in the background)!

This is honestly my first non-oneshot take on a romantic comedy. I know the idea is a little cliché and all, but please, bare with me; I'll try to add as much twists and turns as possible.

This is, of course, another Hiei/Botan fic because I, frankly, cannot get enough of them. I don't know what suddenly gave me the idea of writing this, and I think my muse came from staring too long at a cup of steaming hot Japanese tea.

Anyways, enough of my senseless rambling. Read, Enjoy and...

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Mr Maybe

Chapter One

'That hit the spot!' muttered Botan as she carefully stepped out of the bathroom. Wrapped only in a soft, feathery blue towel, the pretty deity decided to let her soaking blue hair down, feeling wonderful after a warm shower.

Botan stretched, careful that her towel would not slip. It had definitely been a long day, and the poor ferry onna had been drained completely out of energy. She had used most of it up on a dying soul. It wasn't required that she do so, of course. She was only there to collect. But the beautiful onna could not help put feel a tang of pity towards the tortured spirit, as she hovered over it's broken shell of a body, watching with wide, terror-stricken pink eyes.

'Koenma-sama should seriously give me a break once in a while,' grumbled the pink-eyed deity to herself, as she stripped off her damp towel and wrung it to the side. 'I'll probably die of exhaustion.'

Botan blinked at her previous words; letting it sink a little as she grinned bitterly at the irony; as a Deity of Death, Botan was obviously all ready dead, and although staying up long hours and carrying on without the basic life necessities were all good and fine, Botan couldn't help but surrender to the constant thought that lingered in her mind... the temptation to finally throw in the towel and lay to rest, for good this time, troubled her continuously as she carried on her day-to-day ritual.

'I suppose what I need to do is find something to look forward to in life,' muttered Botan softly, as she now lay, fully clothed in pale green pyjamas, staring wistfully at the silver alarm clock by her bed. Botan yawned, snuggling deeper beneath her white sheets for warmth. Eyelids slowly drooping over her cotton-candy coloured irises, the last thing the sweet ferry woman remembered before allowing sleep to overwhelm her, was the dire need to unleash herself from this tiring shell of a body.

'Oh, Yukina, it's just lovely!' squealed Botan, as she gently squeezed the frail hand of the young, innocent Ice Apparation. 'And you say Kazuma gave it to you?'

'Yes,' replied Yukina, looking somewhat proud and wistful at the same time as she fingered the delicate petals of her wondorous rose. 'He... he seemed very serious about it...'

'Oooh, Yukina, I am so proud of you!' squealed Botan with much enthusiasm as she embraced the koorime in a warm hug. 'I bet he wants to take your relationship to the next level! You lucky kid, you!'

Yukina's fair cheeks flushed a lovely shade of deep pink as she returned the warm embrace. 'Thank you, Botan-chan. Your encouragement towards our relationship has helped a lot!'

Keiko giggled softly in the corner of Genkai's large open living room, before sipping her Japanese tea and sighing dreamily. 'I remember when Yusuke first proposed,' she said, eyes softening quite obviously. 'It was at my father's restaurant... it wasn't exactly the most romantic of locations to be asked such a question... but, oh... when I looked into his eyes! It was just as perfect as I'd imagined it be!'

Shizuru grinned as she played with the solid gold heart-shaped pendant hanging delicately by a fine silver chain. Her hard brown eyes softened a little. 'Kurama and I have been dating for a while now...' she started. '... but I think he's starting to show signs that he wants something more, as well. There were many hints that he wants to... start on the question.'

Botan giggled at all three of her friends, but shut up completely at the sly looks she was getting from Keiko all of the sudden.

'What about you, Botan?' piped the brunette eagerly. 'You haven't told us a thing about your love interest.'

Botan swallowed a lump in her throat and managed a casual, albeit somewhat nervous little laugh, 'Of course I didn't, silly! Its because I don't have a love interest!'

The rest of the girls blinked, their undivided attention on the blue-haired deity.

'You mean...?' started Shizuru, looking thoughtfully at Botan as though trying to contemplate what she was saying. 'But I always thought that you and Koenma...?'

Botan went into a frenzy of abrupt coughs, her cheeks glowing a brilliant shade of deep crimson. 'E-excuse me?' she managed to stutter out at last. The ferry girl had the sudden urge to sink her heated face in a barrel of ice. 'Me and Koenma-sama have got nothing but a proffesional relationship going on!'

Keiko's brown eyes twinkled, catching on to the blush on Botan's face. 'Of course not, Botan-chan,' she said slowly. 'But don't you ever... you know... wish you could be in a relationship...? Aren't you ever bored?'

'Well...' said Botan, suddenly taking a great interest in her fingernails. 'I, umm, have been in a relationship once, but that was a very long time ago. And besides, as a ferry girl, it is not necessary for me to find a life partner, considering, of course, that I am pretty much dead.'

Botan's cheeks, if possible, flared even brighter after her embarassing little statement. She stood up suddenly, not enjoying the fact that she was todays main picking; her sudden movement causing the tea kettle to fly into the air and land onto the temple floor.

'Oops!' cried Botan faintly, as she did her best to dab the liquid off the floor with the sleeves of her pink kimono. 'Oh no...' she added once she had realized that her useless attempt in fixing the situation was only making it worse.

'Don't worry, Botan-chan,' said Yukina gently as she reached for an old rag and expertly wiped the mess off the floor. 'This happens all the time.'

'Oh, thank you, Yukina,' said Botan as she bowed as a sign of apology and rose to her feet with cherry-coloured complexion. 'I'm sorry that my presence here today was nothing but a nuisance to you, but for now I must bid farewell.' Botan bowed again as a sign of respect as she summoned her oar and swung both legs over the arm of the wooden contraption. 'May Enma have mercy on me... I'm late for work!'

And with that, the frantic ferry girl kicked her toes against the floor and took flight, her delicate figure growing smaller and smaller until she was nothing more than a speck in the clear blue sky.

At her sudden panic-stricken leave, the ferry onna had not noticed the sly smirk that now took to Keiko's lips.

Lol. How was that for a first chapter? I'm not going to kick myself down and say it sucks or anything, so I'll leave that to you:)

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