A/N: Hi, people!!! here's the next chapter. I had it made with the first
two, but I had to add some things first. Thanks to those who reviewed.I
really appreciate it!!
Chapter II: Surprises
Enma sighed for the hundredth time, and leaned his huge frame on the balcony's railing. Actually, it was an unfinished marble wall decorated with hollowed-out designs. He had often wondered how the marble frame held and why it managed to support his thousand-or so pounds while it was clearly none too safe.
"Ahem, Enma-sama," a whiny voice interrupted his rambling thoughts. He turned to face the green-eyed old man who was obviously fawning over him.
"Hai?" he said in his scariest voice. This person irritated him somehow. Pity he was old, and an envoy from Linae to boot.
The envoy quailed and continued, "...W-well, your Majesty, as we were saying, Earl Faust of Linae, my cousin, sends you and the prince his warmest greetings and his congratulations for the coming of age of the great prince. He also sends his apologies for not being able to attend the grand celebrations tomorrow and-"
"Yes, you've been saying that since you got here, Now, what do you really want?" he cut in unceremoniously.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, but as my father was about to say," the younger man interjected smoothly, the earl is greatly pleased that the prince is to be crowned at last. However, it brings to mind another matter, in which the family of the earl is concerned, and of which he asked us to remind you." His manners were cultured, though his eyes were cold and expressionless.
Enma's eyebrows shot up. "And pray, can you tell me what that important matter is?" he asked with gritted teeth. The ground began to tremble a bit. He was still very short-tempered, as all the Reikai knew, and he found the son, with his snooty attitude, more irritating than his father.
"Why, the wedding of course, great Enma Daioh-sama. Kotennyo-hime's father prevailed on us to ask when you wanted the joining ceremonies to be," the young man replied.
"What wedding?" a new voice said suddenly, making them turn to the doorway. There stood Prince Koenma in his regal best, with his hair smoothed back from his eyes. He bowed urbanely, betraying none of his curiosity. "Good afternoon, father. You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, my son. It seems Botan--your ferrygirl, I mean, did a good job of finding you. I expected you to come a bit later," Enma commented
"Ah, prince Koenma Daioh-sama!" the old man exclaimed suddenly, coming up and bowing low before him. His mousy frame was twitching nervously. "We are very glad to finally meet you at last; very, very glad!"
"As I am pleased to see you," he answered gravely, inclining his head.
" I called you at the behest of the lords of Linae. They have some something to say from the Baron Ito," Enma continued, barely concealing his pride for his son, who had apparently learned the courtesies well.
"Ah, yes," Koenma nodded. "So tell me good sir, how is the harvest this season?" he asked, having read how fond the Linaeans were of formality and of talking about anything remotely connected to farming, the primary source of revenue in their extremely prosperous region. .
"It goes well, thank you, Your Majesty," he replied, eyes brightening. "The peasants are sometimes too contentious, I admit, but my son here had assisted the baron and actually, our profits are-"
"Er, let me make the customary introductions first, oh great Prince. We would not want to bore you with such trivial matters," his son cut in quite abruptly, Enma suspected because the old retainer was about to reveal how much greater their profits were than what their agency reported. This is my father, baron Rezo of the Houji province, and I am Yamada, his son. It is a pleasure to meet you" If possible, the young man's eyes became colder as he bowed to the prince.
"You were starting to get to the point, I believe," the emperor interrupted, a bit amused. He frowned and added, "What about the wedding you were talking of that concerns my son's coronation?"
"Why, your Highnesses" the young man turned to the towering emperor after bowing to Koenma, " It is the wedding between Kotennyo-hime and our future emperor."
"What??!!" exclaimed both the emperor and his son. A tremor shook the ground. "I'm in no mood to entertain jokes here," Enma growled. Koenma was staring at him in open horror. Had his father promised him to somebody when he was a baby? Dimwitted nobles were known to do that before, with less than satisfactory consequences. Didn't the great Enma Daioh know that?
The young man sighed, running a hand over his dark hair. He was coming to the hard part. "Here, highness, " he replied, holding a sealed envelope to the prince, who broke the seal and began to read its contents.
". The late Gendo, your majesty's father and Baron Faust's late father had been great friends before, your majesty," he started to explain as Enma nodded. A scowl came to his face as he remembered. Gendo had been weaker than most emperors, he knew, and he was a bit ashamed of calling him father. "Years ago, they were such good friends that they made a binding contract-what the prince here is reading-to the effect that the next heirs of the Ito and Daioh families are engaged to be married to each other. That means Koenma-sama, and Kotennyo-hime," he finished. There was a strange, bitter note to his voice.
Enma brooded for a moment before turning to his visibly paling son. "Is everything in order?" he asked coldly.
"Y-yes, father. It has the personal seal of grandfather," Koenma replied.
"Moreover-" Yamada's father began as he signaled his servant oni to come forward. He was holding a rectangular object draped in blue velvet. ".We carry with us a bauble from the late emperor to prove his regard." He drew back the velvet to uncover a glass-encased velvet pillow." Perhaps you might remember this." Koenma gasped as he saw what was revealed. "Hajime the great's demon necklace!" he exclaimed, recognizing the object from a picture. "I thought it was destroyed years ago!"
The ground lurched as Enma howled angrily. "We've been searching for that since my father's death! We knew nothing with that kind of power could be destroyed," he growled, "and you tell me he just left it with your family?" His father had to be insane, he figured, to do such an abominable thing. It is one of the most valuable treasures of the realm, for goodness' sake!
"Yes, your Highness," Yamada assented gravely. Koenma, meanwhile, snatched the case. He frowned, recognizing something familiar in the power radiating from the necklace. "It's still okay," he replied to his father's questioning look. "It ought to be," Yamada said wryly. Many had died who wanted to possess it in our land. We are glad to be returning it to you now."
"Tell me, why didn't your family tell us about this earlier, and about my father's arrangement with your uncle?" Enma demanded of the old man.
"It was not our decision to make, your majesty," he answered. " My uncle Yoji made us all take solemn oaths not to tell anybody. After your father died, Enma-sama, our family faced constant danger." The king nodded knowingly. The Ito family had made many enemies, most of them powerful ones, in his father's reign, as favorites are wont to do when they're in power. " Mayhap it was because of this that my uncle did deem it appropriate to hide Kotennyo's betrothal to the prince," he continued. "He knew that the heirs of Linae would've be in too much danger if word got out of this sooner."
Koenma found himself agreeing with the baron.. He met Kotennyo when he was little, even had a passing crush on her that jeopardized his life, thanks to Koashura, his childhood friend/enemy who had had a crush on the selfsame lady and who still has an unfortunate tendency to hold grudges. Remembering how she was, he then knew that the baron was right. She was your typical little rich girl-prim, protected and too weak to lift a finger. Of course, there are bodyguards to be had, but you could never be too sure of getting good ones, especially since the bickering nobles did not really know which of them had contacts with powerful beings in the Meikai.
"And of course, we had to keep the necklace secret, both as proof and to hide the arrangement," Yamada finished.
"All right," Enma admitted grudgingly. "Your reasoning seems sound, but you must return the necklace to the royal treasury."
" Of course, great Enma.But when will the joining ceremonies occur?"
"I haven't exactly agreed to that yet, did I?" he answered, more than a little irritated at the young-looking spirit's gall. "You aren't really thinking of agreeing, father?!" Koenma asked in a horrified voice. He didn't even know what the girl looked like anymore!
"Perhaps not, good rulers," Yamada interjected, "But forgive me for saying a compact is a compact after all. And may I present the most beautiful spirit in Linae-and I daresay Reikai.Kotennyo-hime!" With that, he brought out a small remote from his pocket and pushed a button. There was a strange sadness on his face that quickly passed. A hologram of the princess appeared on the farthest wall. Both the ruler of Reikai and his son struggled to hide their amazement
The princess was very cute and girlish, with curly pink hair cut short to frame her oval face and very black eyes. Though a bit short, her curvy figure was attractive. Her dress was form-fitting with a low front and she had on plenty of jewelry. She waved and giggled before the hologram faded.
Enma cleared his throat. "She is-uh, very attractive." His son nodded in agreement, still a bit stunned at how Kotennyo looked like.
"..But we'll have to discuss this further," the king added. "For now, I'll accept that my son has a fiancée. Let's just see after the coronation what is to be done."
Yamada and his father bowed. "As you wish, your majesty," they said, and tactfully excused themselves, leaving the prince and his sire alone. Before he went, however, Yamada gave the remote to the prince, whispering, "I'll trust you to take care of this, Koenma-sama."
"Well, son, I guess you're engaged, " Enma said simply.
"Yes, father..but," the young prince left his statement unfinished. Enma could see that his son was still unsure of, and possibly even opposed to being married, even when they had both seen how beautiful his bride-to-be was. He moved to stare out the balcony again, not showing how much he approved of his son's hesitation, which shows that Koenma didn't go for looks alone.
"You had best be going now. " added lightly and looked at him from the corner of his eye. "What will you do now, by the way?"
" I'm going to the Ningenkai with Botan-chan, father!" His eyes shone momentarily, and his face took on a boyish, delighted look. But a cloud seemed to pass over him, and the worry and a little sadness returned to his face.
"Ah, yes," the king said, with an odd glimmer of triumph in his eyes as he gazed at his son. "You can go with her, since I told you I have nothing else for you to do now." He paused for a while, then continued, ". tell me, Koenma, my son, if I tell you to do something against your better judgement, not that I will, mind you, will you still obey, no matter what I threaten to do?" His face was impassive and expressionless but for his eyes, which shone sternly down at his son.
Koenma looked up at him, proud and determined, and answered firmly, "No, father. I would not. Not ever." He refused to bring up the case of Yuusuke, his former Tantei, or the urge to say that yes, he, the great Enma Daioh's son, can be right, even when his decision seems to be at odds with his father's.
"Very well.You may go now," Enma said abruptly, turning away again.
"Yes father. Be well," Koenma replied, leaving with some relief. He still couldn't forget the spankings his sire gave him. Enma really had a firm hand. He missed again the obvious pride that came to his father's features before it returned to its usual calm.
It was quite a while afterwards. It was early evening, and the Reikai sun was making its slow journey down to the nether regions, heralding the coming of night with its colorful farewell.
Enma was again impassively staring from his balcony. He gave a cursory glance to his throne room and returned to perusing the skies.
" I know you're there," he suddenly said in a quiet voice to the empty- looking room.
A cloaked individual appeared out of the shadows cast by the dying sun. "Well met, noble king of the dead," it said in a low female voice.
"Well met indeed, guardian," he answered. "You still would not let me see your face, I see."
The figure seemed to shrug. "One sees no reason to. You're still as sharp as ever."
"Thank you. " He paused. "So, what do you think of her?" He turned and focused his eyes on her shadowy face.
A sniff of derision came from underneath the hood. "Poor competition."
His eyebrows shot up, knowing she couldn't miss his questioning look. "You still haven't seen what she looks like, yet you would dismiss so easily one of the most, if not the most beautiful lady in Reikai. What commendable faith you have!"
"No, tis not simply faith," she stubbornly said, shaking her head underneath the cloak. Her voice was low and silky, but had the quality of steel. "She came from a royal line, famed for perfection both of form and nature. Indeed, it was her ancestors who inspired the Ningens into dreaming up the so-called "angels." She would not disappoint-what you see now is only the shadow of what she really is."
"We'll see," was all the king said in reply.
"Besides," the visitor continued, " Even I can see that so-called princess is stupid, and because of her, the holy demon's spirit does not yet know its mistress."
"..And are you planning to acquaint them to each other?"
"Of course." The lady seemed almost to float as she elegantly went to stand beside Enma." Don't be alarmed when things start to happen. These things must be for everything to be made right." She paused. "I can trust you to keep this to yourself, can I? You're the only one we dare trust, you understand, apart from the first of the Daiohs."
Enma smiled. " I'm touched," he said wryly, "maybe more so because you really Have to trust me, since certain decisions of mine can and will affect what happens to your mission.Don't worry, though. Your secret's safe with me." He paused, then asked, "Would you care to watch the sunset with me?"
He could sense something familiar with her that put him at ease, though still he did not have any idea who she was, after thousands of years of trying to find out. . "Yes, thank you, I believe I would like to," she replied softly. And they stood there side-by-side, watching the fiery sun descend in a riot of colors.
A/N, you dears know who you are: You're right, there aren't many new Koenma and Botan fics anymore, though we have to thank the dear keepers of the sites dedicated to the pair (which I could name but won't, coz I haven't asked permission to plug them here) for archiving the ones we can read. Thanks, guys!
By the way, sorry for not hurrying in the Ko/Bo parts, let's just see what'll happen, k?
I agree:
Koenma and Botan are perfect! They rule!!
Chapter II: Surprises
Enma sighed for the hundredth time, and leaned his huge frame on the balcony's railing. Actually, it was an unfinished marble wall decorated with hollowed-out designs. He had often wondered how the marble frame held and why it managed to support his thousand-or so pounds while it was clearly none too safe.
"Ahem, Enma-sama," a whiny voice interrupted his rambling thoughts. He turned to face the green-eyed old man who was obviously fawning over him.
"Hai?" he said in his scariest voice. This person irritated him somehow. Pity he was old, and an envoy from Linae to boot.
The envoy quailed and continued, "...W-well, your Majesty, as we were saying, Earl Faust of Linae, my cousin, sends you and the prince his warmest greetings and his congratulations for the coming of age of the great prince. He also sends his apologies for not being able to attend the grand celebrations tomorrow and-"
"Yes, you've been saying that since you got here, Now, what do you really want?" he cut in unceremoniously.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, but as my father was about to say," the younger man interjected smoothly, the earl is greatly pleased that the prince is to be crowned at last. However, it brings to mind another matter, in which the family of the earl is concerned, and of which he asked us to remind you." His manners were cultured, though his eyes were cold and expressionless.
Enma's eyebrows shot up. "And pray, can you tell me what that important matter is?" he asked with gritted teeth. The ground began to tremble a bit. He was still very short-tempered, as all the Reikai knew, and he found the son, with his snooty attitude, more irritating than his father.
"Why, the wedding of course, great Enma Daioh-sama. Kotennyo-hime's father prevailed on us to ask when you wanted the joining ceremonies to be," the young man replied.
"What wedding?" a new voice said suddenly, making them turn to the doorway. There stood Prince Koenma in his regal best, with his hair smoothed back from his eyes. He bowed urbanely, betraying none of his curiosity. "Good afternoon, father. You wanted to see me?"
"Yes, my son. It seems Botan--your ferrygirl, I mean, did a good job of finding you. I expected you to come a bit later," Enma commented
"Ah, prince Koenma Daioh-sama!" the old man exclaimed suddenly, coming up and bowing low before him. His mousy frame was twitching nervously. "We are very glad to finally meet you at last; very, very glad!"
"As I am pleased to see you," he answered gravely, inclining his head.
" I called you at the behest of the lords of Linae. They have some something to say from the Baron Ito," Enma continued, barely concealing his pride for his son, who had apparently learned the courtesies well.
"Ah, yes," Koenma nodded. "So tell me good sir, how is the harvest this season?" he asked, having read how fond the Linaeans were of formality and of talking about anything remotely connected to farming, the primary source of revenue in their extremely prosperous region. .
"It goes well, thank you, Your Majesty," he replied, eyes brightening. "The peasants are sometimes too contentious, I admit, but my son here had assisted the baron and actually, our profits are-"
"Er, let me make the customary introductions first, oh great Prince. We would not want to bore you with such trivial matters," his son cut in quite abruptly, Enma suspected because the old retainer was about to reveal how much greater their profits were than what their agency reported. This is my father, baron Rezo of the Houji province, and I am Yamada, his son. It is a pleasure to meet you" If possible, the young man's eyes became colder as he bowed to the prince.
"You were starting to get to the point, I believe," the emperor interrupted, a bit amused. He frowned and added, "What about the wedding you were talking of that concerns my son's coronation?"
"Why, your Highnesses" the young man turned to the towering emperor after bowing to Koenma, " It is the wedding between Kotennyo-hime and our future emperor."
"What??!!" exclaimed both the emperor and his son. A tremor shook the ground. "I'm in no mood to entertain jokes here," Enma growled. Koenma was staring at him in open horror. Had his father promised him to somebody when he was a baby? Dimwitted nobles were known to do that before, with less than satisfactory consequences. Didn't the great Enma Daioh know that?
The young man sighed, running a hand over his dark hair. He was coming to the hard part. "Here, highness, " he replied, holding a sealed envelope to the prince, who broke the seal and began to read its contents.
". The late Gendo, your majesty's father and Baron Faust's late father had been great friends before, your majesty," he started to explain as Enma nodded. A scowl came to his face as he remembered. Gendo had been weaker than most emperors, he knew, and he was a bit ashamed of calling him father. "Years ago, they were such good friends that they made a binding contract-what the prince here is reading-to the effect that the next heirs of the Ito and Daioh families are engaged to be married to each other. That means Koenma-sama, and Kotennyo-hime," he finished. There was a strange, bitter note to his voice.
Enma brooded for a moment before turning to his visibly paling son. "Is everything in order?" he asked coldly.
"Y-yes, father. It has the personal seal of grandfather," Koenma replied.
"Moreover-" Yamada's father began as he signaled his servant oni to come forward. He was holding a rectangular object draped in blue velvet. ".We carry with us a bauble from the late emperor to prove his regard." He drew back the velvet to uncover a glass-encased velvet pillow." Perhaps you might remember this." Koenma gasped as he saw what was revealed. "Hajime the great's demon necklace!" he exclaimed, recognizing the object from a picture. "I thought it was destroyed years ago!"
The ground lurched as Enma howled angrily. "We've been searching for that since my father's death! We knew nothing with that kind of power could be destroyed," he growled, "and you tell me he just left it with your family?" His father had to be insane, he figured, to do such an abominable thing. It is one of the most valuable treasures of the realm, for goodness' sake!
"Yes, your Highness," Yamada assented gravely. Koenma, meanwhile, snatched the case. He frowned, recognizing something familiar in the power radiating from the necklace. "It's still okay," he replied to his father's questioning look. "It ought to be," Yamada said wryly. Many had died who wanted to possess it in our land. We are glad to be returning it to you now."
"Tell me, why didn't your family tell us about this earlier, and about my father's arrangement with your uncle?" Enma demanded of the old man.
"It was not our decision to make, your majesty," he answered. " My uncle Yoji made us all take solemn oaths not to tell anybody. After your father died, Enma-sama, our family faced constant danger." The king nodded knowingly. The Ito family had made many enemies, most of them powerful ones, in his father's reign, as favorites are wont to do when they're in power. " Mayhap it was because of this that my uncle did deem it appropriate to hide Kotennyo's betrothal to the prince," he continued. "He knew that the heirs of Linae would've be in too much danger if word got out of this sooner."
Koenma found himself agreeing with the baron.. He met Kotennyo when he was little, even had a passing crush on her that jeopardized his life, thanks to Koashura, his childhood friend/enemy who had had a crush on the selfsame lady and who still has an unfortunate tendency to hold grudges. Remembering how she was, he then knew that the baron was right. She was your typical little rich girl-prim, protected and too weak to lift a finger. Of course, there are bodyguards to be had, but you could never be too sure of getting good ones, especially since the bickering nobles did not really know which of them had contacts with powerful beings in the Meikai.
"And of course, we had to keep the necklace secret, both as proof and to hide the arrangement," Yamada finished.
"All right," Enma admitted grudgingly. "Your reasoning seems sound, but you must return the necklace to the royal treasury."
" Of course, great Enma.But when will the joining ceremonies occur?"
"I haven't exactly agreed to that yet, did I?" he answered, more than a little irritated at the young-looking spirit's gall. "You aren't really thinking of agreeing, father?!" Koenma asked in a horrified voice. He didn't even know what the girl looked like anymore!
"Perhaps not, good rulers," Yamada interjected, "But forgive me for saying a compact is a compact after all. And may I present the most beautiful spirit in Linae-and I daresay Reikai.Kotennyo-hime!" With that, he brought out a small remote from his pocket and pushed a button. There was a strange sadness on his face that quickly passed. A hologram of the princess appeared on the farthest wall. Both the ruler of Reikai and his son struggled to hide their amazement
The princess was very cute and girlish, with curly pink hair cut short to frame her oval face and very black eyes. Though a bit short, her curvy figure was attractive. Her dress was form-fitting with a low front and she had on plenty of jewelry. She waved and giggled before the hologram faded.
Enma cleared his throat. "She is-uh, very attractive." His son nodded in agreement, still a bit stunned at how Kotennyo looked like.
"..But we'll have to discuss this further," the king added. "For now, I'll accept that my son has a fiancée. Let's just see after the coronation what is to be done."
Yamada and his father bowed. "As you wish, your majesty," they said, and tactfully excused themselves, leaving the prince and his sire alone. Before he went, however, Yamada gave the remote to the prince, whispering, "I'll trust you to take care of this, Koenma-sama."
"Well, son, I guess you're engaged, " Enma said simply.
"Yes, father..but," the young prince left his statement unfinished. Enma could see that his son was still unsure of, and possibly even opposed to being married, even when they had both seen how beautiful his bride-to-be was. He moved to stare out the balcony again, not showing how much he approved of his son's hesitation, which shows that Koenma didn't go for looks alone.
"You had best be going now. " added lightly and looked at him from the corner of his eye. "What will you do now, by the way?"
" I'm going to the Ningenkai with Botan-chan, father!" His eyes shone momentarily, and his face took on a boyish, delighted look. But a cloud seemed to pass over him, and the worry and a little sadness returned to his face.
"Ah, yes," the king said, with an odd glimmer of triumph in his eyes as he gazed at his son. "You can go with her, since I told you I have nothing else for you to do now." He paused for a while, then continued, ". tell me, Koenma, my son, if I tell you to do something against your better judgement, not that I will, mind you, will you still obey, no matter what I threaten to do?" His face was impassive and expressionless but for his eyes, which shone sternly down at his son.
Koenma looked up at him, proud and determined, and answered firmly, "No, father. I would not. Not ever." He refused to bring up the case of Yuusuke, his former Tantei, or the urge to say that yes, he, the great Enma Daioh's son, can be right, even when his decision seems to be at odds with his father's.
"Very well.You may go now," Enma said abruptly, turning away again.
"Yes father. Be well," Koenma replied, leaving with some relief. He still couldn't forget the spankings his sire gave him. Enma really had a firm hand. He missed again the obvious pride that came to his father's features before it returned to its usual calm.
It was quite a while afterwards. It was early evening, and the Reikai sun was making its slow journey down to the nether regions, heralding the coming of night with its colorful farewell.
Enma was again impassively staring from his balcony. He gave a cursory glance to his throne room and returned to perusing the skies.
" I know you're there," he suddenly said in a quiet voice to the empty- looking room.
A cloaked individual appeared out of the shadows cast by the dying sun. "Well met, noble king of the dead," it said in a low female voice.
"Well met indeed, guardian," he answered. "You still would not let me see your face, I see."
The figure seemed to shrug. "One sees no reason to. You're still as sharp as ever."
"Thank you. " He paused. "So, what do you think of her?" He turned and focused his eyes on her shadowy face.
A sniff of derision came from underneath the hood. "Poor competition."
His eyebrows shot up, knowing she couldn't miss his questioning look. "You still haven't seen what she looks like, yet you would dismiss so easily one of the most, if not the most beautiful lady in Reikai. What commendable faith you have!"
"No, tis not simply faith," she stubbornly said, shaking her head underneath the cloak. Her voice was low and silky, but had the quality of steel. "She came from a royal line, famed for perfection both of form and nature. Indeed, it was her ancestors who inspired the Ningens into dreaming up the so-called "angels." She would not disappoint-what you see now is only the shadow of what she really is."
"We'll see," was all the king said in reply.
"Besides," the visitor continued, " Even I can see that so-called princess is stupid, and because of her, the holy demon's spirit does not yet know its mistress."
"..And are you planning to acquaint them to each other?"
"Of course." The lady seemed almost to float as she elegantly went to stand beside Enma." Don't be alarmed when things start to happen. These things must be for everything to be made right." She paused. "I can trust you to keep this to yourself, can I? You're the only one we dare trust, you understand, apart from the first of the Daiohs."
Enma smiled. " I'm touched," he said wryly, "maybe more so because you really Have to trust me, since certain decisions of mine can and will affect what happens to your mission.Don't worry, though. Your secret's safe with me." He paused, then asked, "Would you care to watch the sunset with me?"
He could sense something familiar with her that put him at ease, though still he did not have any idea who she was, after thousands of years of trying to find out. . "Yes, thank you, I believe I would like to," she replied softly. And they stood there side-by-side, watching the fiery sun descend in a riot of colors.
A/N, you dears know who you are: You're right, there aren't many new Koenma and Botan fics anymore, though we have to thank the dear keepers of the sites dedicated to the pair (which I could name but won't, coz I haven't asked permission to plug them here) for archiving the ones we can read. Thanks, guys!
By the way, sorry for not hurrying in the Ko/Bo parts, let's just see what'll happen, k?
I agree:
Koenma and Botan are perfect! They rule!!