If Anyone Falls

by blue-eyed-shuichi

His existence was a life of deception. Hers revolved around being a spirit guide for the dead. When the theft of a dangerous artifact comes to light, these two worlds will collide. Enemies become friends and a bond will form that neither the passage of time nor the threat of death could destroy. KxB with the full cast of characters as well. Spread throughout entire YYH universe.

37. Questions and Denials

Another update long time coming. A relapse and being overworked have taken a toll on my mind and body, hence the delay. Anyway, onto the chapter!

Chapter 37- Questions and Denials

June 14, 1994- Haiyai River

Kurama was tossed and turned by the rampaging current that swirled around him, his screams mingling with the roar of the water. Pain seared his senses, overwhelming his strength, draining his life force as the slivers of ki burrowed closer and closer to his heart. Botan please! Make it stop! He cried out inwardly, trying to reach her, even though he knew it was in vain. Botan!

Enma's compound

Quiet... so quiet and peaceful. That's what Botan felt... all she felt... twilight dominated the sky within her mind, her body still as it floated within the cool confines of some unnamed lake. How long she'd been there the ferry girl knew not. Her consciousness had shut down a long time ago. There were no sounds... no emotions... no feelings... no light... and so she drifted, lost in thought and time, content in her surrender to the darkness of deep sleep. But then she heard a strange sound upon the sudden wind that caressed her slack features.

It was muffled at first but it grew stronger... more insistent and her brow furrowed as she picked up the sound of a man's voice laced with pain and desperation. She knew this voice... knew it belonged to Kurama. He was her lover... her friend... her youkai... and he was in trouble. A sudden pull tugged at her soul and the landscape shimmered and changed, a red glow consuming the twilight sky, the once placid lake morphing into a wide and deep river and she drifted along the rolling current, drawn to the desperate cries and his pain became her own. She gasped in recognition at the flare of ki. Her own power, it was killing him! But how? Why? What was going on? The kitsune's voice suddenly died out and fear gripped her heart. He can't of... no! Confusion and fear gave way to determination I can't let this happen! I won't allow it!

Outside of Botan's mind, an alarm went off and the door slid open, revealing a puzzled guard. The dark haired male moved cautiously towards the glass encasement, frowning at the white glow that surrounded the ferry girl. "What the..."

The light suddenly flashed, exploding around the prone female, slamming into the ki reinforced glass. The guard stumbled back, shocked gray eyes locked on the jagged fissures growing along the surface of the solid barrier. He whirled around, scrambling away from the tendrils of glowing energy slithering through the breach and past the open doorway. The guard ran straight to the intercom button on the opposite wall of his post, slapping his gloved hand against the green button, his voice frantic as he shouted, "King Enma, sir, we've got a big problem!"

Haiyai River shoreline

"Are you alright, prince?"

Yoichi did not answer right away, still in shock at what he'd just witnessed. That man... the one that vanished under the water... was Kurama? The one that wanted to kill his father? Kill him? But... if that was the case... then why? Why did he save me? He felt a hand on his shoulder and he snapped his head up to find Daichi staring down at him.

"Did he hurt you, Yoichi? Do you have any injuries?"

The boy shook his head, rising slowly. "He... he didn't hurt me... he saved me..."

Daichi frowned. "Saved you?"

The prince nodded. "I fell in the river and he pulled me out..." Confusion marred the male's youthful features as he murmured, "Why would he do that if he wanted to kill me?"

The SDF officer looked away from the boy to the white water that swirled violently beyond the rocky shore, his voice altered to sound perplexed. "Perhaps he didn't know who you were when he rescued you?"

"Then why did he ask me if Mizuki was my mother?" Yoichi countered, looking back at officer.

"Perhaps because you look much like your sister and he made the connection then." Daichi replied with a shrug.

That answer brought new sets of questions in the inquisitive boy's mind. "But the only people here who know about mother are the people that work for my father. How does Kurama know my mother?"

Daichi was impressed at the quick reasoning of the prince. But knew the boy could not be allowed to know the full truth. His mind scrambled to come up with an answer only to make a face at the sound of Shunjun's agitated voice behind him.

"It doesn't matter how the youkai scum learned about your mother. You're alive and that's all you need to care about right now."

Daichi tossed a warning look over at the approaching officer who met his glare with one of disdain.

"What Shunjun is so indelicately trying to explain is that whatever motives Kurama has or how he learned the information, you are safe now and don't have to fear him anymore."

But I wasn't afraid of him! Yoichi argued silently, snapping his head over to Shunjun who directed his attention over to the other SDF officer.

"We need to make sure Kurama's dead."

Daichi signed silently at the tactless behavior of the junior officer, his back stiffening when he sensed the modified reiki power suddenly vanish. The officer snapped his gaze back on the rampaging whitewater, his brow furrowed. I saw the power orb hit... I watched the shards of white light slice and embed into Kurama's skin. There is no way Kurama could have neutralized such poisonous energy on his own! So what the hell is going on?!

"Daichi, you need to return to the compound immediately! Mitsuko's waking up and destroying the barrier!"

The SDF officer winced at the voice of his king blasting into his ear piece, understanding coming instantly at the sense of the ferry girl's pure ki some distance ahead. Daichi tilted his head, replying in the mic around his collar. "I'm on my way, sire." Reaching out, the officer rested his hand on Yoichi's shoulder. "We're leaving."

"We can't leave yet!" Shunjun shouted. "Don't you feel that energy?! Kurama's still alive! We have to kill him while we still can!"

Daichi gave no reply and no justification for his words, vanishing with Yoichi in a flash of red light, leaving Shunjun to himself.

The blue haired officer glared at the empty space, his voice full of vitriol as he spat, "Fine then! If you're too much of a coward, I'll do it myself!"

Haiyai River downstream

Kurama ceased to struggle against the current, his physical form overcome with pain and fatigue. It was hopeless to resist... to fight... his love could not hear him... could not save him. This is the end for me. His consciousness shut down, eyelids growing heavy as he submitted to the weakness of his body. Water invaded his lungs, dragging him under and into the deeper pools of the river and he drifted along in the under current, unable to sense the presence that wrapped around him, lifting him upwards until he broke the surface. His prone form glided across the water, tugged by an invisible hand, coming to rest upon the outcropping of shoreline near a bend in the river.

White light hovered over Kurama, absorbing the shards of reiki that shot out of the open wounds in his torso, arms, and legs. Life returned to him, his gasp turning into a choked sound as he turned to the side and spit up water. A coughing fit followed before he rolled onto his back. He sensed her then, felt the caress of her fingertips upon the cold and pale skin of his face. The kitsune's eyelids fluttered open, blinking slowly, his vision coming into focus upon the glowing and ethereal features of his beloved. "Bo... Botan..."

A tender smile formed on the ferry girl's lips, her spirit manifesting from the energy released in her partial awakening. "Kurama..."

He reached up to touch her cheek, fingertips tingling as they brushed against her energy form. "How... How is this possible?"

"I heard you calling for me," She whispered. "I felt your pain... and I knew... I knew I had to save you."

"I thought... I was the one that had to do...the saving..." He replied with a laugh, wincing at the pain radiating in the raw and open wounds where the ki had burrowed into the skin, muscle, and bone. "God, that... hurts!" He hissed between clenched teeth.

She sensed his agony, a worried look on her face. "Kurama!" She lifted her hands, hovering them over the sight of the injury over his chest. The wounds began to close, muscle and skin mending and she shifted to his stomach when a flash of red caught her eye. Botan's energy reacted on instinct, throwing up a spirit barrier, her head snapping up to find Shunjun glaring down at the pair.

"I've got you now, demon scum!" He snarled, firing off another volley of shots that bounced harmlessly off the ferry girl's shield.

"What do we do, Kurama?" Botan asked, keeping her gaze locked on Shunjun as she followed the volley of red energy orbs slamming into the barrier.

"We fight." The kitsune answered as he lifted his hand, drawing out a seed from his hair and palmed it, lowering his arms back down. Kurama pressed his hand against the rocky shoreline, purple light swirling aorund the seed as it burrowed out of sight. Though severely weakened, Kurama rose to his feet. "Can you widen the shield, Botan?"

"I... I think so..." She whispered. This was all so new to her, this power of hers but she closed her eyes, visualizing the barrier growing larger and it obeyed her silent wishes, much to the girl's delight. "I did it!"

Kurama flashed a slight smile. "Yes, love. You did. Now please, stick close behind me."

Botan's spirit shifted to stand behind the kitsune, watching as her lover lifted his hand and made a rising motion, eyes widening as vines suddenly burst out underneath Shunjun's feet.

The SDF officer cursed and jumped high into the air, targeting the undulating plants as they lashed upwards in an attempt to grab him.

You're not getting away that easily! Kurama snarled inwardly, feeding more energy to the plants, increasing his speed, a smirk of triumph on his face as the vines snagged ahold of the officer's ankles. With a violent motion, Kurama swun his arm down, the plants mimicking his movement and Shunjun was yanked to the ground and slammed on the cliff top at full force.

Stabbing pain suddenly erupted through the kitsune's arm and he clutched the forearm with his left hand, gritting his teeth as the pulsating agony grew.

"What's wrong?" Botan asked in concern.

"My power... I've used too much... I can't control the vines." He snapped his head up, frowning as Shunjun ripped through the vines and rose.

"Dirty youkai, you'll pay for that!"

A barrage of reiki energy slammed into Botan's shield, shimmering waves of ki reflecting off the surface of the barrier, driving them back and Kurama wondered how much longer the ferry girl's shield would hold.

Enma's compound-Yoichi's room

Daichi reappeared inside Yoichi's room, removing his hand from the boy's shoulder, his tone dark and brooking no argument. "You are not to leave this room until your father gives you permission to, do you understand?"

The blond shrunk at the painful bite in the officer's voice, reacting to the power weaved within and murmured, "Yes, sir."

Daichi vanished in a flash of light, leaving the prince alone to ponder what his father would do to him.

Enma's compound- Containment corridor

Enma snapped his head at the flash of light bursting in the corridor, the panic still crossing his beardless features as he watched Daichi march straight towards him.

"What is the situation, my lord?"

The king backed away, motioning to his left.

Daichi frowned, walking over to the monitor, eyes glued to the video feed of Botan's confinement room. Tendrils of white energy continued to pour out of the cracked glass, the form of the ferry girl encased in some kind of ki cocoon and the officer blinked. That's...Impossible!

Enma caught his subordinate's look. "What is it, Daichi?"

"Mitsuko's spirit has fled her body," The smaller male began. "I sensed her power after we rescued Yoichi from Kurama... the detective's distress... must have awakened her and she responded accordingly."

The king studied Daichi. "My son is alright then?"

"Yes, my lord. Kurama didn't have a chance to harm him." The officer confirmed. "But when I used the modified energy orb on the detective, it wounded him gravely. Somehow, Mitsuko sensed it and fled her body to help him."

"How can you be certain of that?"

"Because I sensed her ki seconds after the modified energy vanished." Daichi answered.

Wrinkles formed on the king's brow. "How is that even possible?"

"It is puzzling, my lord. But what we are seeing and sensing is no lie," He paused, pointing the the tendrils of power slinking out of the cracks. "That's her power leaking out of those fissures in the glass."

The distracted tone in the green haired man's voice was one of fascination and awe and that bothered Enma. "Daichi," He growled. "You need to suppress Mitsuko's energy before she completely destroys the containment field and wakes up."

The officer was drawn out of his thoughts at the stern tone of his king's voice. He sighed inwardly but reacted, pivoting around to move towards the door that led into the containment room. Lifting his arm, Daichi pressed his gloved hand against the imprint scanner. The door slid open and he stepped inside, heading straight for the glass, waving his hand in an upward motion. The four sides of the barrier rose up at his silent command, an explosion of white energy lashing out at Daichi who grit his teeth and stood his ground. Her power had grown exponentially from their last encounter and part of him wondered what other abilities she was capable of. He shook his head. I can't think like that. There will be time to test her later. Right now I must stop her from progressing any further. Drawing in his own energy, Daichi began to whisper words, the power weaving along the many tendrils snapping around him, blue merging with white as he re-routed Botan's ki, forcing it back into the energy cocoon. The sphere of light exploded with a flash, revealing the still prone and vulnerable form of the ferry girl.

Haiyai River

Botan felt the tendrils of her power vanish, the shield dissolving, and she lifted her hand, gasping as it began to fade.

Kurama sensed the life force of his beloved dwindling and he snapped his head back to her, reaching out in a futile attempt to grab her, his own hand passing through the girl's body. His eyes locked with hers, her silent goodbye echoing in his mind and his heart broke anew when she vanished from view. "Botan!"

Red light burst at his feet, driving the kitsune to jump away, his right arm raised to cover his face form the chips of rock that shot up from impact. Angry green eyes glared up at the smirking form of Shunjun. The officer shot a volley of energy orbs, forcing the redhead to dodge and he leapt right then left, then back. He stumbled into the river's edge, snapping a quick glance over his shoulder before turning his head to stare up at his nemesis.

"I can sense your ki level, youkai scum. It's little better than a child's," The officer taunted. "and without that woman's energy shield, you're a sitting duck, aren't you?" Shunjun jumped down from the cliff wall, landing in a crouch on the rocky surface of the shoreline, a smirk still upon his lips as he rose then stalked towards the kitsune. "I could finish you off with an energy attack, but I find beating you to death a more fitting punishment for your crime."

Kurama growled at the threat, standing his ground as the officer approached, his mind trying to work out a plan to defeat his enemy. I'm still too weak from that earlier attack to engage in any kind of ki countermeasure. I will have to rely on physical force. The redhead turned sideways, leading with his left foot and brought his arms up, ready to defend himself.

Shunjun's smirk widened. "Not going to down without a fight, eh? Good! It'll make killing you all the more enjoyable!" He roared, charging forward, right arm raised up to punch the smaller man but Kurama sidestepped the attack, whipping around as he brought his arm up and slammed it into the back of Shunjun's neck.

The SDF officer stumbled, growling at the surprising force of the attack, whirling to face the youkai and charged forward again.

Kurama blocked the flurry of blows, wincing at the pain radiating down his arms. He blinked when Shunjun pulled back then vanished. The kitsune looked around, trying to gauge where the officer would strike next only to gasp as he felt something strike at his back. The force knocked the youkai off his feet, sending him crashing into the ground. The redhead's face smashed against the rocks, the impact jarring his brain and his vision blurred. Slowly and with great pain he lifted his arms, attempting to rise only to cry out as Shunjun's foot slammed against his ribs knocking him onto his back.

The SDF officer smashed his foot against the kitsune's chest, grinding his boot, grinning at the youkai's screams. "And now, demon scum, it's time to send you to hell where you belong." Red energy burst within his palm, the orb floating into the air, and he lifted his arm back, ready to deliver the finishing blow.

A sudden burst of fire slammed into Shunjun, knocking him clear away from Kurama, the officer's large form crashing into the river as the red energy orb shot off harmlessly into the Makai sky.

Kurama recognized the unique ki signature, tilting his head back, surprised eyes falling on the somber features of his best friend. "Hiei? What... what are you doing here?"

The fire demon lowered his arm, jumping down from the cliff wall, eyes focused on the river, searching for the SDF officer as he murmured. "Checking out the blips of reiki energy in Mukuro's territory," He answered, coming to a stop by the kitsune. Crouching down, the youkai studied his friend's wounds. The koorime hid his concern for his best friend beneath a mask of aloofness. "Seems your search for the ferry girl has ended in your near death. Luckily for you, I came along when I did."

"Botan... Hiei... that's her name..." Kurama rasped, playing their old game. His body was shutting down again but he fought off the dark, croaking out. "Is... Shunjun... dead?"

Hiei's gaze shifted to the river, eyes narrowing at the ripple in the center. He sensed no energy beneath the surface of the water. "No... his energy is gone, but his body is nowhere to be found. He must have teleported away, coward that he is." The fire demon returned his attention back to his friend, a look of displeasure floating in his red orbs at how pale and weak the kitsune's features were and he spoke, voice surprisingly soft as he mildly rebuked his best friend. "For someone so intelligent, your insistence on searching for your girlfriend alone was foolish and dangerous. What if you had died? What would your ferry girl say then, hmm?"

His brow furrowed as the redhead's eyes closed and his breathing slowed. "Kurama?" Hiei reached out, gently shaking the kitsune's right shoulder. "Kurama, wake up." When there was no response, the fire youkai tilted his head, resting his ear over the redhead's chest, picking up a faint but regular heartbeat. The dark haired male rose to his feet, shaking his head. Stupid fox, you've pushed yourself to the brink too many times. When will you learn? He sighed, pulling the unconscious Kurama up and over his shoulder. The fox spirit was a little over a foot taller than him and it took some shifting but soon he steadied himself and took off, heading for Mukuro's, hoping she would agree to what he had in mind for the kitsune.

A safe distance away, hidden in a grove of Minami trees, Shunjun's hate filled eyes watched as the one called Hiei escaped with Kurama's body. The searing pain in his chest from the fire attack throbbed mercilessly but he had managed to teleport the instant he hit the water. Suppressing his ki allowed the officer to escape undetected and keep an eye on his enemy, who had also managed to escape. Shunjun cursed his bad luck. If that runt hadn't interfered I would have ended Kurama's miserable life. Then Mitsuko would be finally free of his influence. Knowing it was pointless to follow, being inside Mukuro's territory, Shunjun grit his teeth and closed his eyes, vanishing from view as he teleported back to the compound.

Enma's compound-Containment room

It was the dark that greeted Botan as she felt her spirit merge with her body and she jumped up in shock, wide awake as her eyes darted about. A flash of blue surrounded her, merging with some kind of solid barrier. Where am I?

"You are in your new home, my lady."

Botan blinked at the sudden voice of a man... a voice she knew well enough. "Atsushi? What are you doing here? Why am I in Makai?"

When he did not answer, the ferry girl grew angry. "You have no right to separate me from Kurama! I demand that you release me at once so that I may return to him and heal him from his wounds!"

"I cannot do that, my lady. My king forbids it."

Botan frowned at the mention of a king. "My grandfather? Why would he be in demon world."

A soft intake of breath was heard before the officer replied with a soft chuckle. "That is rather amusing, my lady, I'll give you that. No... your grandfather has nothing to do with why you are here. Nor does your relationship with Kurama have anything to do with why you were taken."

Confusion marred Botan's features. "Then why did you kidnap me? What possible reason could you have to keep me imprisoned like this?"

Another pause before the officer spoke, his voice a mere whisper. "I've said too much as it is. If it's an answer you seek, search inside yourself. Only then will you find the truth."

The ferry girl heard the soft and steady footfalls of boots marching along a metallic surface, her eyes catching a quick glimpse of light before the world outside the barrier turned dark again. She rushed forward, smashing her fists against the barrier, wincing as small shocks traveled down her arms. It wasn't damaging but it was painful and she clenched her fists, anger and frustration welling in her eyes when she could not separate from her physical form. Whatever they had done with this glass prison, it was either draining her energy or controlling it. She dropped onto the metal bed, tears brimming in her eyes as she hung her head low. She hated feeling helpless... hated this weakness. Her thoughts shifted to Kurama. He was alone.. hurting... possibly dying from Shunjun's attacks...She couldn't save him... couldn't save herself. She was trapped and alone. With no hope of escape, Botan drew her legs up and wrapped her arms around them, wondering what Atsushi's "king" had planned for her.

Corridor outside

Daichi exited into the hallway, feeling a bit weakened from the excessive use of his own special power and the princess's... voice... I will have to adjust the settings on the barrier the next time we... talk...

"How did it go, Daichi?"

The sound of his king's voice drew the officer out of his thoughts and he lifted his gaze to study Enma. "Mitsuko has regained consciousness, my lord."

"And you didn't put her back to sleep? Why?"

"Because I could not do so."

Enma blinked. "What do you mean you couldn't do so? You've always managed to before. What's so different this time?"

"She's become too strong for me to control with my voice, my lord," Daichi explained. "So strong that I had to add a third barrier to the other two just to keep her confined and controlled."

"How is that possible?"

The officer reached up to rub his temples. "The more power that's awakened within Mitsuko, the more powerful she becomes. This has always been a possibility, my king. It's a high risk, high reward process."

Enma's features grew somber. "You're certain you can keep her under control with her awake?"

"Given that Mitsuko's two previous... escapes... have resulted during her stasis... we can better monitor her activity while in a state of consciousness." The smaller male replied.

A bright red flash of light flared some distance to Daichi's right and he turned, quirking an eyebrow as Shunjun materialized, the center of his uniform jacket burnt away, exposing the reddened flesh underneath. He'd obviously been fighting with someone, but who? Kurama couldn't have much power left and the last he knew, the kitsune had no fire type abilities. Just who were you fighting with, Shunjun?

"Where have you been, Shunjun?" Enma demanded.

The blue haired reigen bowed his head. "Forgive me, my lord, for my delay but I felt it necessary to try and find Kurama to make sure he was dead after our attack on him."

"And is he dead?"

"No, my lord," Shunjun answered with a growl. "I would have killed him after Mitsuko's spirit disappeared but the youkai scum's fire demon friend managed to rescue him before I could complete the mission."

"Fire demon friend?" Enma murmured.

"Hiei, the lieutenant for Mukuro." Daichi elaborated for his king, a bemused expression on his face as Enma exploded at Shunjun.

"You used your energy in Mukuro's territory?! Do have any idea what you've done?!"

Shunjun cringed at the rebuke, lowering his gaze as he stammered, "My... lord, I thought you... wanted Kurama dead?"

"Silence!" Enma roared, his normal reserve gone in the wake of the fear suddenly gnawing in his belly. "I told you two to retrieve Yoichi first and foremost, not to face off in battle beyond the borders of the south! Now Mukuro is aware of our presence in Makai!" The king swept a withering stare at both of his officers, a hardened look crossing his face as he gained control of his fear, commanding out, "This place is on lock down. There will be no more trips above ground for anyone until the time of the tournament, is that understood?"

"Yes, my king." Both men replied, their heads bowed and voices mollified.

"Good. Then you two are dismissed."

Twin flashes of light burst then faded, leaving Enma alone in the corridor. He stalked off, heading in the direction of the royal living quarters and Yoichi's room.

Yoichi's room

Yoichi heard the door to his bedroom slide open and he rose from his desk, finding the angry eyes of his father staring back at him. "Father, I..."

"I don't want to hear it, Yoichi," Enma growled as he began to pace. "Do you have any idea what you put me through? What you put your mother through?"

"Mother..." The blond murmured, a look of concern on his youthful face. "Is she alright?"

"No, she is not alright," Enma replied. "She was scared to death something happened to you. And it nearly did. What possessed you to disobey my order, trick the computer into looping surveillance footage, and go above ground? Is there not enough mischief for you to get into here?"

"I.. I just wanted some fresh air..."

"Well, your desire for some... fresh air... has risked everyone's life. Did you even stop to think what your death would do to your mother? To me? If Kurama had known who you were, he would have killed you on sight or forced you to help reveal Mitsuko's location."

"But father... he didn't kill me..." Yoichi countered. "He saved me. He asked if Mizuki was my mother. He knew I was related to her and still he didn't attack or harm me. So why? Why would he spare me? Why would he take Mitsuko away from us?"

His son's inquisitiveness and insistence on answers was the last straw and he snapped."It doesn't matter why!"

Yoichi jumped at the rage in his father's voice, lowering his gaze as Enma continued.

"You've put everyone here in danger with your little expedition and because of your reckless behavior, you are grounded to your room until such time as I deem fit."

The boy's head snapped up. "But... that's not fair!"

"Be thankful I decided not to inflict corporal punishment as well, Yoichi." Enma growled. "Now then, I will send your mother to come and visit you and you WILL apologize to her for the hell you put her through today. Is that clear?"

Yoichi lowered his gaze, murmuring. "Yes, sir."

"And no more questions about your sister and the youkai." Enma added sternly. "Understood?"

The boy hesitated before answering. "Yes, sir."

"Good. Then your mother will be along shortly."

The prince lifted his head, watching his father leave the room, shoulders sagging as he shuffled over to his desk chair. He slunk down, staring at nothing for several moments, drawn within his own mind. Part of him understood how angry the king was and Yoichi himself was angry at being denied freedom of movement. But why would his father not answer his questions? What was Mitsuko to Kurama? What was so secretive that Yoichi couldn't understand? Darker thoughts sprung into his mind and the boy wondered just why Mitsuko had to be kept locked away from everyone else. He shook his head, denying his own suspicions. I must stop thinking about it. I'll only get into more trouble. It was safer to not ask... to not investigate... so he pushed the ideas swirling within his brain away, though the lingering worry remained. Why was Mitsuko so important to Kurama? Was he even alive? And if so, what would he do once he recovered from the attack upon him?

Mukuro's mobile fortress

Hiei stood before Kurama as the unconscious kitsune floated within the regeneration tank. It had surprised him when Mukuro had accepted to assist the fire demon in helping to save his friend and the short youkai wondered why she would do such a thing for an enemy. Not that he was complaining, but still, it puzzled him.

"Lost in thought again, Hiei?"

He scowled at the teasing tone in Mukuro's voice, shifting his irritated red gaze to the right where the taller youkai stood. "I am never lost in my thoughts, Mukuro. I know my way perfectly around my own mind."

Mukuro let out a soft chuckle. "One would hope a telepath would be able to navigate through the clouded waters of memory." She retorted, her gaze shifting to the kitsune as she asked, "How is your friend doing?"

"He will live," Hiei answered, crossing his arms. "No thanks to his stubborn nature."

The ruler of the east found this response interesting. "Stubborn nature?"

"You see those puncture wounds?" Hiei began, pointing the exposed torso of the kitsune. "They were caused by reiki energy belonging to Botan. Well, some form of it anyway."

"Botan?" Mukuro asked, looking down at her subordinate with questioning eyes.

"A ferry girl," He replied before motioning to his friend. "His ferry girl."

Surprise lit up the female youkai's scarred features at this bit of news. "A youkai and reigen as lovers? I don't believe I've ever heard of such a thing before. Most peculiar."

"Hn... call it what you will but Kurama is hopelessly in love with that woman. So much so that he nearly lost his life trying to rescue the ferry girl from her captors."

"You sound a bit jealous." Mukuro said gamely.

Hiei crossed his arms at her words, voice and features agitated. "Why would I be jealous of them? I have no need for the weakness of love and affection."

Is that really true? The female wondered, deciding to test him as she asked, "So if the woman you loved were captured by your enemies, you wouldn't attempt to rescue her?"

Hiei snorted to hide how uncomfortable he felt about her question. "The kind of woman I would care about would never allow herself to be captured in the first place."

His answer pleased Mukuro for her own selfish and growing feelings but she gave no sign at how much his reply affected her. Diverting away from the subject she moved closer to the tank, studying the wounds along Kurama's exposed skin. "These injuries are rather curious. You say they were caused by the ferry girl's own energy?"

Hiei nodded, more at ease with this type of question, the other cutting too close to the truth of his own... feelings... when it came to the female youkai, the faint glow of his Jagan still visible underneath the white headband wrapped across his forehead. "I saw what Kurama believes... and what happened during his assault."

Mukuro turned to face the smaller demon. "And what did you see?"

The fire youkai related the information revealed in Kurama's memories and when he'd finished Mukuro was troubled and intrigued. "Fascinating. So the former king of the Gate of Judgment is here using one of his own ferry girl's to create some kind of demon killing weapon." She paused, motioning over to the suspended kitsune. "And judging by type of wounds on Kurama's body and the depletion of his ki, they are close to succeeding. Amazing what a good dose of hate will do, hmm?"

"Sounds like you admire them."

Mukuro shrugged, turning away from the tank. "It''s a simple observation. Hate twists the heart. It gives great strength... and motivation. There are few in Reikai capable of defeating any demon in the S class rank. So to compensate, they devise weapons and methods to overwhelm or destroy the very essence of a youkai's power. It is what I would do if I wanted to defeat my enemy but lacked the brute strength to do so."

"Hn..." Hiei sounded, agreeing with his leader's assessment as he watched her come to stand before him. "In any case, Kurama's focus should be on helping the detective build that arena. Once the fights are over, if someone in power is willing, all of Makai could assist him in hunting down Enma and retrieving the ferry girl."

Mukuro said nothing for a few seconds. "Hmm... I'm inclined to agree. The sooner the tournament takes place, the better. Though if Enma succeeds in building this weapon, there may not be a Makai to fight for." She shifted, walking towards the door, not waiting for her subordinate's reply as she threw over her shoulder. "When Kurama wakes up, let me know, will you?"

Hiei watched her exit the room, his own thoughts conflicted. He knew Mukuro was right. If what Kurama thought Enma was up to was right, no youkai would be safe. But what if he was wrong? What if it was something else? What was the truth? And what was the lie? He growled, irritated at the uncertainty of it all. Red orbs returned to study the kitsune. Just what will you do, Kurama, when you wake up? Head north to work on plans for the tournament? Or head south in a futile attempt to track down your ferry girl and her captors?

June 14, 1994 Enma's compound-containment room-evening hours

Botan eyed the new additions to the room with a critical eye. Since her awakening and subsequent confinement, her energy fused cage had expanded, revealing a toilet, sink and standing open shower. The problem was, there was no curtain on the shower and no door to close when she had to use the bathroom. The lack of privacy wasn't the only disconcerting thing about the room. The inky blackness outside of the blue barrier felt ominous and oppressive. She didn't know what or who could be out there. She could sense nothing beyond her prison and that both worried and frightened her.

A brief burst of light flared and she turned her head, catching the silhouette of a man before darkness took hold of the room again. Footsteps were heard, coming to a stop outside of her visual range and she called out, "Who's there?" Blinking as her voice projected into glowing words within the barrier itself. What the hell is that?

"I've brought you something to eat."

She crossed her arms, miffed that she was able to hear Atsushi's voice. "I'm not hungry."

A small space opened at the bottom of the barrier, a tray of food pushed into her prison before the space closed once more. "Mizuki made this food. Would you not partake of your mother's own creation?"

Botan's breath caught in her throat. "My mother... she's... she's alive?"

A pause was heard on the other end of the cage as Atsushi read the words flaring before him. "Were you not already aware of this? Surely you should have felt her presence before now."

Botan ignored the puzzled tone of his voice, moving closer to the barrier, a strange feeling of hope filling her. "Where is she? Can I see her? Does she know I'm here?"

"She knows you are here... but as to seeing her... I'm afraid you'll have to wait a bit longer for that."

"Please... I need to see her! I have so many questions I have to ask her!"

"When the time comes... you may see her... but for now... you must eat... and grow stronger."

Botan frowned. "Stronger? Stronger for what? I don't understand."

Another pause. "Strong enough for what is to come."

The ferry girl heard the sounds of feet walking away and she shouted and pleaded with the officer to let her see her mother but a brief view of light was all that was afforded her before silence claimed the dark outside.

Cries of frustration escaped from her throat and she sunk to the floor. My mother is alive! But where has she been all this time? Why didn't she look for me? Why did she abandon me? So many questions repeated themselves in Botan's head and she rocked back and forth, wondering if she would ever truly see her mother... or Kurama... again.

June 14, 1994 Mukuro's Compound evening hours

Kurama stood outside of the regeneration tank, slipping on the folded clothing at his feet. The healing fluid had mended his broken body and restored his lost energy but his heart still hurt. He had lost Botan and failed in his mission to retrieve her. And now a dilemma faced him. Should he attempt to track her location once more? Or bide his time and head north to meet up with Yusuke and begin preparation for tournament?

"After your last brush with death you should definitely choose the latter."

Kurama turned at the sound of Hiei's voice and sighed. "Peeking into my head again, Hiei?"

"It's what I do, Kurama." The shorter male retorted then held up the kitsune's back pack. "You'll probably need this as well."

The redhead looked at the purple bag, reaching out to take it. "Thanks."

"The viewer inside was still intact in that waterproof bag of yours." Hiei commented. "Seems Yomi has developed rather advanced tech for the realm."

"I suppose you watched the contents?"

"Of course." Hiei replied with a smirk, not bothering to deny his snooping nature before changing the subject. "So what do you plan to do, Kurama? Are you going north to meet up with the detective? Or risk your life on this foolish quest to rescue the ferry girl."

Kurama's features turned dark. "I wouldn't expect you to understand, Hiei, but Botan is my lover and my future wife. I will not give up the search for her."

Hiei tilted his head, unaffected by the stern tone in his best friend's voice. "I understand better than you may think, Kurama."

The door to the room slid open and the two men turned, gazes falling on the approaching form of an unbandaged Mukuro.

Kurama blinked, noting the feminine face and womanly body, close enough to catch her scent and a knowing look spread on his face. Ah, of course. You have feelings for Mukuro don't you, Hiei?

Hiei heard the kitsune's thoughts and growled. I have nothing of the sort, you stupid fox!

Kurama laughed silently at the fire youkai's defensiveness but relaxed his features as the ruler of the east spoke.

"Greetings, Youko. I trust you are feeling better after your time in the regeneration tank?"

"I am, thank you for allowing Hiei to bring me here to heal, Miss Mukuro."

Hiei felt a bit of nervousness at how his leader would take to Kurama's reply but the orange haired youkai seemed not to mind.

"You are welcome, Youko." Mukuro said softly, her blue eyes shifting over to the fire demon as she continued. "Hiei has shared a great deal of recent events related to you and I confess my own intrigue at your choice of a ferry girl as your mate. You love her greatly, do you not?"

Surprise flashed on Kurama's face but he quickly squashed it, nodding. "Yes."

Mukuro tilted her head at his simple reply. "Then why do you insist on risking death by hunting alone? Do you want to make your lover suffer from your loss? Surely a youkai of your rare level of intelligence would practice patience and enlist allies to your cause."

"Because there is too much going on in Makai for anyone to help me in my cause." Kurama countered. "What choice do I have but to search alone?"

The female demon's features turned thoughtful. "Love is an irrational emotion. Hate is so much easier to understand... but I cannot fault you for your choice. You will do what you feel is right as you should."

Kurama smiled at her response. This woman was unusual. Very strong... Very decisive... Known for her brutality and ferociousness in battle. And despite her scarred features, the kitsune could see that Mukuro indeed had beauty of her own. No wonder Hiei is attracted to her.

I heard that, Kurama! Hiei sent telepathically to the larger male. I am not attracted to her!

Your pulse and pride say otherwise. The redhead teased.

Shut up, fox!

There was some kind of conversation going on between the two that amused Kurama and irritated Hiei. They must be speaking telepathically. But what were they discussing that was making the smaller male blush? Drawing their attention once more she spoke, "Tell me, Youko, what are your plans now? What will you do?"

"I am not sure," Kurama answered truthfully. "My heart longs to find Botan and free her from her captors but my mind knows I cannot continue to do this alone. If I am to succeed, I must have help."

Mukuro said nothing for a few seconds before replying, "And if I promised to assist you, would you take my help?"

Kurama's features turned contemplative. "I am already in your debt, Mukuro. I have no right to ask for more than you have already given."

"And if my answer would repay your debt, would you do so?"

The redhead quirked an eyebrow. "What do you have in mind?"

Mukuro drew in a breath and let it out slowly. "Head north. Help the descendent of Raizen plan and structure the tournament so that those who wish to rule may fight for the right to become king or queen. Do that, and I will assist you in tracking down Enma and ending whatever plans he may have for Makai and for your lover, Botan."

Stunned silence met the leader of the east's ears and she couldn't help but chuckle inwardly at the smirk forming on Hiei's lips and the surprised flash of emotion in the kitsune's eyes. "I take it by your silence that you are surprised. I don't blame you. But I mean what I say. Do what I ask and I will consider your debt to me repaid."

The fox spirit couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was this true? Would she really help him? If he went north, he would be essentially abandoning his lover to her kidnappers until the tournament was decided. On the other hand, Mukuro was extremely powerful. More so than Hiei, Yusuke, or even the kitsune himself. Her promise of assistance could prove invaluable should he lose any of his fights in the upcoming competition. Knowing he had to make a decision, he allowed his reason to overrule his heart. "Very well, I accept the terms of paying my debt."

"Good." Mukuro said softly and pivoted around, heading back towards the exit. "Then follow me."

Kurama looked at Hiei who shrugged but walked forward and the kitsune followed behind his friend. They took a tube shaped elevator down to ground level, entering a small dock where several HATV's were parked. The redhead looked around then back at Mukuro who addressed him.

"Anyone of these vehicles will allow you to reach the north faster than on foot. So you may take your pick and be on your way."

"I thank you for the kindness, Mukuro."

The lady gave a small nod with her head and turned, walking away to allow the two males to talk.

"So you're finally using your brain, Kurama. Took you long enough."

Kurama ignored his friend's mild snarking, stalking over to the closest HATV. "I haven't given up on finding Botan, Hiei. I will track her down and save her." He paused, sliding onto the vehicle as he adjusted the settings. "But I know I cannot do it alone. Not after what happened to me at that river."

"Yes... using the ferry girl's power against you was a rather nasty trick... and if what you fear is true, the sooner the arena is built, the better for not only Makai, but for her as well." Hiei murmured then added, "As to what I saw in your mind... Do you believe it's true that the boy you rescued to be the ferry girl's sibling? You know what the implications are do you not?"

Kurama's shoulders lowered. "Yes... and I find it rather... disturbing to say the least." He answered then turned on the HATV. "That's why I have to find Botan. I fear what will happen to her when she finds out the truth of her family."

Hiei backed up as the craft hovered into the air. "Good luck then, Kurama, and tell Yusuke I look forward to the opportunity to fight him in battle should we meet face to face in the arena."

The kitsune smiled. "Will do. And... thank you again, Hiei. I would have died, if but for you."

The fire demon snorted. "Whatever... just don't die before you can help the detective with the only brilliant idea he's ever come up with."

Kurama blinked then chuckled at Hiei's shot at the former head detective's intellect or lack there of. "Goodbye, Hiei."

The koorime gave a nod in response, red eyes watching as his best friend zoomed towards the now open bay door and out into the darkened sky of Makai. Be careful, old friend. I want you to live... so that you can find your ferry girl and return to Ningenkai where you belong. He made a face as he caught his own thought and growled to himself. God... I'm getting sentimental again... disgusting. Whirling around he marched back to the elevator and up to the training room where Mukuro awaited him.

Kurama, meanwhile zoomed high above the forested land of the east, following the compass and ki display. Using the HATV would allow him to reach Yusuke's domain within a day or two rather than a week or more on foot. His mind turned to Botan and he wondered if she were thinking of him... if she were still awake or still asleep. Do not worry love, I will return for you soon, I promise. Guided by his desire to return to his quest, Kurama pushed full throttle, flying at breakneck speed, determined to plan and implement whatever was needed to bring the tournament to life. The sooner the better.

June 20, 1994 Northern Makai- Yusuke's ancestral domain main building

Kurama unfurled a large roll of paper, laying an intricately designed arena schematic on the long table before him. Since his arrival in the north, he'd been working non stop to create and lay out the foundation for what Yusuke had requested. He watched as the mazoku stepped forward and rested his hands on the the table, waiting for his thoughts.

"Well, it looks pretty good to me, Kurama. But what are these things over here?" He asked, pointing to what looked like massive islands above what appeared to be giant tree trunks.

"Those are okunenju. They are several hundred feet tall and upon which we can create several different types of arenas. They will make perfect platforms for the battles that will take place."

"Okay... but how far will they be away from the arena?"

"Several miles at least." Kurama answered.

"What... but... how is anybody supposed to watch them from that far away?!" Yusuke ranted.

The kitsune pointed to the enormous rectangular device perched just above a slightly leveled floor at the base of the main arena. "This is a monitor device. I have contacted the tech workers in Gandara and they've agreed to build and supply all electric equipment for the event, for a price of course."

"Well, that's not a problem. I've got plenty of money to pay for that."

Hokushin scowled, tossing a pleading look to his leader who waved him off then asked,

"Okay, so we got that figured out. What about the stone work? And the building? Who will work on that sort of stuff?"

"Well..." Hokushin began, clearing his throat when he felt the stronger youkai stare at him. "Um... we have many in this kingdom that are excellent masons and craftsmen. I'm sure they would be more than honored to help you, my lord."

"I thought I told you to stop calling me that, Hokushin." Yusuke grumbled. "I'm no ruler or member of royalty."

"But, sire, if you win you will become a ruler. The ruler of all Makai."

Yusuke looked upward, features thoughtful then sheepish. "Oh yeah... crap... why did I agree to this again?"

"Because it was your idea and you love to fight?" Hokushin suggested.

The mazoku blinked then grinned. "You make a good point. Okay," He paused, looking back at Kurama. "What else do we need to do?"

"Well, there is also the matter of how to pick the fights and the rules that should be followed," He paused, drawing out small notebook, holding it out for Yusuke to take.

The younger male accepted the notebook, flipping it open as he read, nearly going cross-eyed at the depth of description and he closed it, handing it back to the kitsune. "Too long; didn't read... next!"

Kurama sighed at Yusuke's unfocused nature when it came to the written word and tucked the notebook back in his pocket. "Alright, the gist of it is this. Depending on the number of youkai that sign up to fight, lots will be drawn and preliminaries will take place in a battle royale format. The winner in each group will advance to the main tournament in a single elimnation contest and be placed in four blocks. There is no time limit and the winner is determined when their opponent either submits, forfeits, or dies, though death is not necessary for victory. This will continue until there are only two opponents left, the winner of which will become ruler over Makai for a period of three years."

"Sounds good to me," Yusuke said, grinning ear to ear as he clapped his hands together. " So let's get to work to make this tournament happen!"

Kurama chuckled softly at the boy's enthusiasm, rolling up his paper and they set to work.

Once the site was officially determined and the independent people in western part of the southern territory were properly rewarded for use of the land, construction began for the main arena and the hundreds of battle sites high above the trunks of the okunenju. Kurama oversaw all stages of building until at last the tournament was ready to begin.

September 14, 1994 Makai Tournament- Main arena

Kurama stood atop the steps of the packed arena, pleased with the work he'd put into creating this tournament. Despite Yusuke's input and decision making, the Mazoku had barely shown an interest in such a tedious undertaking, preferring to train than to think. This had hampered the kitsune's own ability to grow stronger but it hardly mattered now. I just have to survive, not win. I will have allies enough for what I must do once this tournament is over. His thoughts turned to Botan and his heart ached. He didn't belong here. Not right now. He should be home with his family... with his beloved... planning a future together... building a family of their own... a legacy... not fighting to rule a land he had no interest in running.

He caught Yusuke's scent on the wind, his gaze shifting down to the ground stage of the arena, eyes locking on the back of the detective's head and he smiled. Well, at least he showed up on time. The redhead adjusted the tag, 0002, on the left shoulder of his green martial arts uniform. The lots would be drawn soon and the fox spirit didn't want to start any match before talking to his friend first. He took the steps that led down to the bottom, working his way through the crowd, ignoring the stares as he caught up with Yusuke.

"Hey there, Kurama!" The boy greeted. "You did a great job planning all this out but man are there a lot of youkai to contend with."

"Well, we are fighting for control of Makai. It stands to reason every apparition worth their salt believes they have a shot of winning. Think of it as a great warm up for the main tournament."

Yusuke smirked. "Yeah, that's what Mukuro said earlier. Speaking of which," The detective paused, looking to his left where Hiei approached. "Hey there, Hiei! Ready to fight I see... are you sure you want to face me? I'm going to make it three for three when I win."

"Hmph..." The fire demon snorted. "Still cocky as ever. You better hope you don't face off against me, detective. It would be humiliating if the man who called for this tournament got defeated too quickly."

Yusuke made a face at the smaller man's snarky attitude and words, growling. "Oh yeah? Well at least I don't need to stand on a phone book to fight!"

Hiei glared up at the taller man, irritated at the pot shots to his height. "You're starting to make me miss Kuwabara!" He snapped,

Kurama looked back and forth at the verbal exchange. This felt almost... normal... a pleasant sensation that faded as a loud buzzing sound went off from the speakers and well dressed man with a strange nose held up a microphone.

"Welcome everyone to the Makai tournament! Today we begin with the lottery picks for the preliminary match ups. All contestants please take your places and we'll begin!"

"Alright, boys, why don't we line up and get this party started?!" Yusuke suggested, taking the lead. Kurama and Hiei followed, waiting their turn as the line formed and the lots were drawn. The kitsune drew block 64, while Yusuke was assigned 106 and Hiei group 5.

"Hey, Kurama, good luck!" Yusuke shouted, moving in the opposite direction of his two friends. "You too, short stack!"

"I wish I could say the same to you, detective." Hiei grumbled, watching as the half human boy nearly ran towards his assigned okunenju then turned his attention over to the kitsune. "Don't expend too much energy fighting all the fodder in your group, Kurama. I want to see which of us can last longer in the main fight to come."

"Competitive as always, Hiei." Kurama said with a small smirk. "I'll be fine, so don't worry about me."

"Who said I'm worried about you?" Hiei quipped then turned, moving away from Kurama who shook his head. You certainly have an odd way of showing concern, don't you, Hiei? With a sigh, Kurama marched forward, laying his hand upon the massive trunk of his okunenju, feeling the life pulse of energy. Hello, old friend. He sent to the plant then slowly backed away, waiting with the others gathering at the base to be airlifted to the top and the fight to begin.

No cliffhanger this time, a rarity for me I know. This was a long time coming but I've been fatigued and overworked. Writing blocks also suck and I suffered greatly through this one, hence the delay. There are probably two chapters of this left. It's been a fun ride so far. Next time we will dig into the Makai tournament. I will flesh out the battles for the three detectives and put my own twists on things. So it is not going to completely follow what they did in the anime. You'll see what I have planned... and Botan's captivity is going to come to an end. I'm sure some of you can guess how. Go ahead and leave a comment or two on that if you wish. And please do review. It's really bumming me out that so few leave me anything. Onto reviews!

Hylander McLeod- I always enjoy your reviews. You really take the time to look for any and all clues and I love that! Mizuki is indeed under a spell. Daichi has power in his voice. Yoichi is the same as is Botan. It's a skill that is very rare in Reikai and tends to be genetic. Well, Daichi knows, that's true... Shunjun does not, nor does he really care. He's just a bigot as you say. Though perhaps he is also being manipulated in some way? Well, Daichi is complicated... he is committed to the idea but not necessarily... happy about it... No tragedy, so no worries... but Enma greatly needs Botan's power for more than a weapon but that is all I'm going to say on that. He may will indeed try to take care of Koenma. We've seen Enma's capable of murder. He's becoming an old hat at it.

You are correct. Shunjun wasn't as bad as he's protrayed here but I twisted his motivation due to him being the one to kill Youko's body. But then again.. is this how he really feels? Or is it something else? We'll see. Thanks for reading and reviewing!

V91- Yeah, I do cliffhangers a lot. I'm bad that way. It's frustrating but makes you want to know what happens next. There was a bit of a battle with one of the goons. And the tournament is set to begin. Thanks for leaving a review and I hope you enjoyed Falling as well!

Queen 0f Games- Worry no more! Here's your answer to the cliffhanger!

Mizuki is indeed under a spell and Enma will pay, fear not! Though it won't happen in this story but the sequel.

Yoichi does indeed play a vital part in this story. How vital you say? In the next chapter you will find out. I like this OC as well. He has a gift with voices, much like Daichi and his sister (though she's not aware of it yet.)

They did indeed meet and a foundation has been set. Yoichi is going to question his father and what he's done. You'll see what I do with that in the next chapter.

I am glad you enjoyed it. I love hearing from you. I hope to hear from you about this chapter as well. Thanks for taking the time to read and review!

heartluv- I must tell you that you are very astute in your assessment of Yoichi. Can't reveal too much though. Don't want to spoil things. Thanks for reading and reviewing!

PenguinsHockey14- It's okay. You reviewed and that makes me happy. Hope you enjoy this chapter as well. And thanks for your review of Falling. It was nice to read after the troll crap I got from some anonymous person. Take care and hope your new job is going well. Thanks for leaving me a few lines and for reviewing!