Note to Self: I miss you terribly
Chapter 7: The Search is On
A:N: GAHH!! ITS BEEN FOREVER!! Gomen na sai to all of my loyal reviewers!! –bows rapidly- I hope you shall continue to read and review. IT'S THE WRITER'S BLOCK I TELL YOU! THE BLOCK!!!!!! –cries as an apple hits her in the face-
Disclaimer: I no own Yuyu Hakusho. Just the plot that sucks ass. -.-
Hiei's crimson eyes flinched as the lights in Koenma's elegant office unexpectedly turned back on, struggling to adjust to the brightness.
Even when adjusting to the light, they were still narrowed in dangerous anger, and unspeakable blood lust for revenge against those… THINGS…who would dare lay a finger on his beloved ferry woman.
"I apologize to you Hiei for not showing you this sooner." Koenma's childish, but serious voice brought Hiei back to reality briefly. "But I didn't want this to shock you all so badly that you couldn't focus on anything else."
Hiei glared sharp and dangerous daggers at the immature prince, and slammed his right fist forcefully into the mahogany desk.
"Don't you dare throw that shit at me, bastard." Hiei growled, his eyes glowing with an untamable angry fire. "We both know very well that this could have been known sooner, regardless of the circumstances." He clenched his fists, restraining himself to break the prince's neck, along with his legs and arms.
Koenma laughed nervously and sweatdropped, backing away slightly from Hiei's face, which foretold his upcoming fate.
"Now calm down, Hiei… heh heh…" More sweat drops beaded around his fat forehead. "You wouldn't REALLY kill your mighty prince of the Underworld, would ya?"
Nervousness and false confidence were obvious in his trembling voice.
"It depends on your answer to this question." Hiei awnsered growling, leaning close to his face. "Did you intend to give your own ferry onna to those… things…all this time?"
Though his voice was calm, it was a harsh demand, eager to know the truth.
Koenma twitched in fear, as if Hiei hit a perfect weak spot. "Well…Hiei…We really can't give up…."
Koenma quickly stopped talking to dodge Hiei's shimmering steel katana that was heading straight for his neck. "JUST LET ME EXPLAIN!!"
Hiei started to chase the helpless prince, anger growing and growing as he edged closer.
"Please do if you wish to keep your life."
It was amazing how Hiei could still remain so scarily calm, even though he was reaching his boiling point with the little bastard.
Hell, he was already past it.
Koenma sighed, trying his best to ignore the katana that was pointed at his face.
"In a nutshell, it was either Botan or the Spirit World. And obviously, we aren't going to give that up so easily."
This threw Hiei off immediately, causing him to put down his katana slightly, black eyebrows scrunching into confusion.
"Wait a minute… what about… that 'treasure' the monster was talking about?"
Koenma chuckled slightly, shaking with nervousness.
"That, French Fry, would be the throne to the Spirit World," Koenma explained, oblivious to Hiei's twitching at the inserted insult. "And we sure as hell ain't gonna give that up either." (1)
"So, she was a sacrifice."
It wasn't a question, or a simple statement. It was a hiss; a vile hiss, one that could be compared easily to a snake ready to capture its prey.
"All in all, yes." Koenma looked into Hiei's eyes seriously, staring down the roaring fire that blazed within them. "I don't like it as much as you do…. But honestly, Hiei, I had no choice."
Hiei just turned away in bitterness, resisting to admit that Koenma was right.
"But…"
"Hiei, I want you to understand that I can't afford to make that sacrifice. I HAD to give her up."
His very words pierced into Hiei's heart as a blissful memory of Botan's smile floated serenely into his conflicting mind, giving him a slight sense of peace.
Koenma sighed again as Hiei said nothing, and got up to leave.
"I'll leave you alone to grieve, I suppose. Call me if you need any…."
"WAIT."
Koenma turned around in surprise as Hiei raised his voice, eyes to the ground, fists clenched.
"Tell me how to get to where she is." His request was plain and simple; no death threats involved or evil glares.
It was rather pleasant surprise to Koenma, since a katana wasn't being waved in front of his chubby face for once.
"Well…" He just started for a while at Hiei, whose expression was rather dangerous and… determined. Like nothing could stop him, not even God himself.
After a few moments of staring, Koenma just sighed and slowly went back to his cluttered desk.
After a couple minutes of noisy rummaging, Koenma went back to Hiei, trying to hide something behind his back.
Hiei raised an eyebrow, obviously unimpressed.
"What do you have, little brat?"
Koenma shot him a quick glare, but said nothing, not wanting to cause anymore trouble they've already caused.
"The answer to find our ferry girl, moron. Hold out your palm, dammit."
Surprised, Hiei obeyed, not asking questions.
With that, Koenma dropped a colorful, light purple sphere into Hiei's small palm. His eyes widened in pure awe at the sight.
The sphere was incredibly tiny, not even the size of a gumball. It was probably slightly smaller than the marbles Kuwabara collected. Hiei couldn't tear his crimson eyes away from it.
It was a beautiful color as well… the color of familiar eyes.
Her eyes….
Botan's…
"You like it?" Koenma's squeaky voice, immediately snapped Hiei out of his uncharacteristic and brief trace. "It may not look like it, but that's a transportation device."
Hiei was just for one surprise after another today. How in the world could this tiny thing transport him to another planet?
Koenma laughed in amusement at Hiei's dumbfounded expression at the ball, still staring at it in wonder.
"Maybe its best if I don't explain," Koenma laughed. "Now just do I tell you, mmkay?"
He held up his chubby index finger, hoping this would make him look fairly smarter.
"It's a transportation gumball. All you have to do is think of the place you want to go and it will take you there, without fail."
Hiei raised an eyebrow as he looked down skeptically at the 1 mm gumball in his hand.
This tiny thing? How the fuck could it do that? And how could it work anyway?
However, Hiei knew these questions would have to left unanswered... for now he supposed. All that mattered to him now was her.
Her….
"Botan…" Hiei murmured her name soft and lightly, like a cloud as he popped the almost invisible gumball into his mouth.
As he slowly chewed, he squeezed his eyes shut as he slowly felt himself evaporate into the still air.
Botan… wait for me. I'm coming for you… just wait a little bit longer.
With thoughts of her gracefully floating in the back of his mind, Hiei literally disappeared from the small office.
(1)- C'mon, we all know he has no right to talk, ne?
A:N: Wow! I thought I would never write another chapter for this! Sorry if my writing skills have worsened. –sweatdrops-
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