Sayonara Aishiteru I
Yes, yes, so I made a few mistakes on the first post of this fic in fanfiction.net. _This_ is the _real_ revised version of Sayonara Aishiteru. I dunno, maybe it's because I got bored with my life that I did this crap. Anyway, trashy as it may be, hope those who read it somehow enjoys it =) Also, I'm trying to limit my use of Japanese words on fanfics because I think it's not at all even for a fic with too much foreign words rather than English, but I momentarily forgot that even the title of this shit is Japanese. Oh let me rot in hell! Anyway, on I go with my pathetic-excuse-for-a-fanfic, Yu Yu Hakusho and its characters are not mine, don't sue me, thank you very much -Karasu
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Botan sighed as she looked at the two pieces of paper in her fingers, twirling it over and over in obvious monotony. A movie with Koenma, yeah right… she thought to herself, giving herself a mental hit on the head. She tried asking him; naturally he disagrees, saying he's too busy. He's always too busy, too busy for her anyway. She knows she can't put herself between him and his work, but she just hoped that he would give her some of his time once in a while.
Glancing up, she recognizes a familiar frame sitting in one of the empty seats at a nearby soda shop. Somehow, she managed a small smile. Kurama. Who could ever miss the flames of that guy's hair, which could be seen for a mile even in a heavy crowd. Her feet started walking towards the place and entered, her face not as gloomy as that just a moment ago.
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He sipped on his drink slowly, oblivious of things going on around, his eyes fixed on the opposite chair for no particular reason. The place was not that crowded, but he still chose a place in the corner where not much people would go to, basking in the peace and tranquility of the place. These are one of the times on a day he likes, silence surrounding him, all by himself…
"Kurama-kun!"
Well, of course he could be wrong.
He glanced around to see a certain sky-haired girl walking briskly towards him, a bright smile on her child-like face, making him return the smile to her. He hadn't seen her for a long time now, and somehow he's glad to see an old friend. Kurama mentally shrugged to himself. Maybe a little company's not that bad.
"Hello, Botan-chan" he greeted her in that newly familiar, friendly address. It's not long before where he'd call her 'Botan-san', but she just shakes her head and asks him to forget about the formal address. She said she thinks it sound like "old people" language. As if she's not a thousand year old herself.
Botan smiled wider and sat herself at the opposite chair. "I just thought I could invite you to come with me to watch a movie?" she said, her eyes almost pleading. If Kurama doesn't take this, I'm really going to let myself fall from my oar a hundred feet above ground in Makai she told herself, pleading the gods that he might want to go. No…pleading the gods, that just reminds her of Koenma. No, scratch that, it's her day-off, at least let her have fun without the thought of him dumping her just that morning.
Kurama watched as Botan took two tickets from her pocket, backing off as she literally shoves it to his face. He chuckled slightly, lightly brushing the girl's hand aside. He took the tickets from her as he did so and read. "'Heat of Fire'? Reminds me of Hiei" he commented, another chuckle escaping him. His companion giggled slightly, making him keep the smile he had on his face. Speaking of the little koorime, he hadn't seen him for a long time as well. He suddenly wondered where he was off to right now.
"It's supposed to be Koenma-sama's, but he said he's too busy" Botan told him, trying hard to stop herself from frowning. The boy merely nodded at her. She wasn't sure if she actually frowned, but by the look of his face, it's like he was seeing right through her cheerful façade all in all. Maybe it was her voice that gave in. Or maybe both. "So, want to come?"
Kurama shrugged slightly, fixing his eyes on the tickets again. "What? Right now?" he asked, getting himself to read the time of the movie they're going to. Actually, he didn't like the idea of Botan asking him to go with her, since it's like she's asking him out in a way wherein she's the one treating him to it. Wait, him and her? Go out? He shook his head at the thought, reminding himself that the ticket was supposedly for Koenma. Maybe she just saw him afterwards and decided to ask. He didn't know why, but he somehow felt disappointed with that, making him feel heavy on the chest. But why? It's not like he actually have feelings for the deity. It had been long before where he'd see himself staring into her, his thought clouding up on him as she filled every corner of his mind. A feeling not familiar to him. A feeling neither pleasant or unwanted. It just made him wonder what it was.
Pushing this thought aside, he returned to the thought of her treating him instead of the other way around. He settled on just taking her out instead after the movie, although that reminded him of his previous hallucination. Go out with Botan, as if. He wanted to kick himself for even trying.
He looked up to see Botan nod her head, her smile not leaving her face. "Yep, come on!" she said, standing up and hitting him a friendly slap on the arm. He smiled back and walked out of the place with her. So much for time alone.
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Botan almost jumped from her place as another sound of crashing glass rang through the theatre. Instead, she shut her eyes closed and clutched the sleeves of Kurama's jacket. She wanted to hit herself for the pathetic action, but to be honest with herself; this stupid movie was actually scaring her! But at least that was enough reason for her to cling to Kurama…
What?! Why the hell did she think that? She shook her head vigorously for a moment, stopping to think of it again. She tried to steal a glance of him from the corner of her eyes, seeing him still fixed on the movie, with only the slight movement of his hands holding hers in a light touch, trying to comfort her and a spark of amusement on his face. She frowned, the previous thought completely forgotten with her frustration. Of all the things she wanted to be perceived to be, she hates it when she looks like a damsel in distress.
She was then awaken from her thoughts by another ear crushing crash from the movie, making her clutch Kurama's jacket tighter. Well, maybe being a sissy damsel can't be bad once in a while, she assured herself.
Kurama chuckled in amusement, earning him an odd look by two kids beside him. Probably they were wondering why he chuckled at a scary part of the movie. He didn't mind the two as he glanced down at the girl beside him, her face buried in his sleeve. He was wondering why she was acting like this, she had seen faces just as bad as the zombies in the movie from Makai and she didn't seem to get scared of them. Not unless being in the safety of Koenma's eyes would make her feel safe. His eyes twitched at the thought. Confirmed, he's jealous with Botan's attachment to Koenma, but he still couldn't figure out why he felt that way. Botan was a good friend, that's all she is to him.
Dismissing himself from that peculiar reverie, he held Botan's hand tighter in his as he brought his attention back to the movie. His latter thoughts are somehow distracting him though. He and Botan barely talks, why the sudden change in feeling?
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"I'm glad that's over!" Botan exclaimed, finding herself hard to carry in her own feet, her body numb from either the movie, or the strain of sitting for three hours in front of a screen full of awful faced creatures ten times worse than those from Makai. And the fact that they believed that human corpse would come back to life to make their lives miserable, talk about paranoia. At least she learned something new: Humans have a great imagination.
Kurama chuckled. He never laughed so much in a day before, not even when he's with his mother. Botan just gives off an exuberant aura that'll make you feel light, maybe that's why. The movie's over, now he could treat her out somewhere. At first it was supposed to be a friendly date, just for the purpose of repaying her for her invitation. But right now, he wasn't sure, just as him being unsure of what he was feeling. Maybe this "date" could tell him. It was strange, it was too sudden, getting along too fast even for him to catch up with. With this in thought, he let his mind ask the question he's been trying to push aside all day: "Was he falling for the deity?"
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"But Koenma-sama, you can't do that!!!" Ayame exclaimed, her usually steady posture replaced by a panic-stricken face, her hands clutching her clipboard tighter in her grasp. Has Koenma gone mad?! Not to be of disrespect, but she opposes on the idea. She knew that her position in Reikai gave her the advantage when opposing, if she were another ferry girl she would have her head cut by that time. But even if she didn't have her rank, she'd still oppose.
"Ayame, it's otousama's order, there's nothing I can do" Koenma said, a sigh of exasperation escaping from his lips, biting on his pacifier to let the tension out before he breaks his teeth through gritting.
Ayame wasn't giving up. Of all the stupid ideas Reikai has come up with, this was probably the worst of them all. Koenma marrying Botan, yeah right. If they have planned this long before, maybe it would be fine, but not now, not anymore. Ayame knew Botan had feelings for Koenma for years, decades, centuries even, but not 'till recently. Botan had said she had forgotten all about her feelings for their master, that she will just serve him respectfully like any ferry girl should. But her problem is not Botan totally; it mostly falls on a certain man her friend had been seeing lately. What would his reaction be? "Koenma-sama…what about Kurama-san? He's been your detective for quite sometime now"
Koenma shifted position in his seat, a furious suck on his pacifier, his teeth fighting not to break it. It's true, Kurama had done him a lot of favors in the past, but he just can't do anything about the situation. Kurama had to be stepped out of the way. He took a deep breath, his eyes emitting a rare glow. "He has to let her go or…I'll just have to get rid of him somehow"
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"You idiot! Koenma, you can't do that!!!" a boy with shiny raven hair exclaimed in disbelief, causing the infuriated prince in front of him sigh in exasperation.
Koenma winced. That was the second time he'd been told not to do what he's ordered to do and it just infuriates him. "Yusuke, please. Just listen" he told him, his hands going up his temples, making circular movements to ease the throbbing ache inside. "I know it's a big favor, but it's for the sake of Reikai and me," he explained, his voice low and serious. Yusuke knew better than joke around with that tone of voice. "Also for the sake of your friend. If he can't go off on his own, he'll be in a lot of trouble in Reikai. Makai beings and Reikai deities are not even supposed to have anything going on between them, it's a major treason against reikai on the deity's side. But on Kurama and Botan's case, since Kurama had been a spirit detective, it's a good enough excuse. But if he's going to be an enemy to Reikai, he will lose his part as a detective and will be thrown in Reikai dungeons"
"Why not just throw Botan out of Reikai? Set her free or something" Keiko Yukimura, a brown haired young girl suggested beside Yusuke, her face showing concern and sympathy for both Kurama and Botan, even for Koenma as well.
Koenma shook his head, the throbbing in his temples increasing. "Otousama won't allow that. The only way is to get Kurama and Botan away from each other. That's why---" Koenma froze, feeling a cold wind pass through him from behind. His eyes darted on one side, his head turning. There in front of the ramen house entrance, stood the youko himself.
