Botan.A young girl now appearing at least 17 years old.She stepped up and prepared to enter

Koenma's office for the fifteenth time this week alone.She pushed the door forward , the gentle

breeze lifting her sky-blue hair around her youthful features.

"Koenma-sir?"She questioned her turned around , in his chair to face her.Normally she would not

be surprised by what she saw,but for some reason today Koenma appeared in his teenage-form.A

little smile formed

on her face as she closed her eyes and lifted her finger into the air.

"Ah-Lord Koenma,"she began.She let out a nervous laugh. "Well , i was wandering if you had any

cases for Yusuke yet?"

"No , Botan..i am afraid not."He replied to her staring holes in the floor."The human world is and

may well remain safe for hundreds of years to come.You know this Botan.

Her usually bright eyes darkened at the thought.

"Lord Koenma...I know and am happy that the world is safe an all-"

"but you can only see Yusuke when he needs assistance."Koenma finished for her turning away

from her.

"No-no sir.You see he has Keiko now and i..."She began laughing nervously again.

"Botan?" Koenma questioned her turning around.

"yes sir I'll leave right away"She spoke trying to sound cheerful.

"No...wait."Botan turned back around curiously and once again rose her index finger.

"A-ha-ha , i see i'm in trouble again aren't i?"

"No."She remained silent.

"Lord-Koenma?"

"Botan...I know very well.I am not as strong as Yusuke."He closed his eyes."Nor am i as funny , or

handsome."

"I do not understand."Botan replied feeling a little confused.

"Botan!"He said with a little louder voice this time.He came forward and gripped her arms.At this

moment Botan began to feel nervous of Koenma.He just stood there like that for a long time.When

he finally looked up at her he told her.

"Botan...i think i am in love with you.Do you understand?"She looked up to Koenma then back to the

floor.Feeling strange.She removed his hands from her arms and looked back up again her head

spinning.A warm-trickle of water ran-itself down her face without warning.

"Oh-Lord Koenma!"She began crying."I love you." She said in between sobs.

"Good."He replied..."orgre , arrange the wedding!"

"WHAT?"

The-end.