A Demon's Love pt. 13
"It's beautiful," said Shiori as she admired the roses.
"Mother," Kurama began. "I'd like to start on the decorations if it's all right with Genkai- sama."
"Do you need to pick up a few things then?" she asked as she pulled out a wallet assuming he would go into town to buy decorations.
"Don't worry," said Genkai. "I have a few decorations stored. He can use them. They're in the back."
"All right," replied Shiori as she put her wallet away.
"I'll show you to the ballroom," rasped Genkai as she and Shiori walked away leaving Kurama behind.
Out of his flowing red mane, small seeds fell into his hands.
"Well I don't think we have to help much," said Yusuke as he leaned lazily against the wall.
"We just need roses," replied Kizna as she turned to look at Yusuke and Kuwabara's slumped forms on the wall.
"Where are we gonna get roses?" asked Kuwabara raising an eyebrow.
"They're right here," Kizna answered as numerous seeds suddenly appeared in her hands making their eyes grow wide in curiosity.
"Where did those come from?" Kuwabara asked shocked.
"Magic," she replied cryptically as she handed them the seeds. "Here you two put a seed in every pot."
Yusuke and Kuwabara looked around at the many tables and sweat dropped as Kizna smiled innocently. 'This is going to be a long afternoon,' they thought simultaneously.
"Do you have any idea what you want to get them?" asked Keiko as she and Botan walked around the shops.
"No idea," Botan sighed exasperated. "I wonder if there's anything in the Makai I might be able to get them."
"The what?" Keiko asked unsure of what the Makai was.
"The Makai is the demon world where all the demons, monsters, and fairies live," answered Botan receiving an understanding nod. "Coming to think of it Koenma needs his gift too."
"He will be coming right?" said Keiko. "I think Kizna and Kurama would be upset if he didn't come."
"Yea he will be coming, I'm pretty sure of it," Botan replied as she looked around the shops once more.
"George what do we have planned for today?" asked the little god-ling.
"Well, you need to buy a wedding present for Kizna and Kurama," said the demon worker standing next to him that held a stack of papers. "They did invite you."
"That's true," said Koenma as he pondered the thought looking at the small invitation that had somehow made its way to his small hands. "What did everyone else get?"
"Well, if what I observed is correct," began George. "From Kuwabara a picture frame, from Yusuke a music box, Hiei a crystal sculpture, and Kurama is giving her a necklace."
"And Keiko has brushes," finished Koenma with his small arms crossed. "What about Kizna?"
"We have no idea sir," replied the demon shrugging.
Koenma nodded.
"Hey Kizna what are you getting Kurama as a present?" Yusuke called to her as he placed his last seed in a nearby pot.
"I was suppose to get him a present?" she asked confused. "He didn't tell me I needed to get him one."
"Well it is a human custom," replied Yusuke receiving a worried glance in return. "That's the last one."
"Same here," called Kuwabara tiredly from another table.
"Thank you," Kizna said graciously. "You may go out and join Hiei if you want."
"Finally," sighed Yusuke tiredly as he looked at his numbing soil-stained fingers. "A break."
"I can't feel my fingers," whined Kuwabara as he looked at his dirty hands.
Kizna giggled as she watched the others walk out of the room leaving her alone. 'Why didn't he tell me we exchanged gifts at this wedding thing?' she thought to herself confusedly. 'Demons don't in the Makai, but I suppose humans do here. Oh well.' She looked around at the tables and smiled. She began to sing a soft tune that echoed through the temple grounds.
Kurama began to scatter the seeds around the temple chapel as he heard a soft conversation. He instantly recognized the voices. 'Yusuke and Kuwabara,' he thought wondering why they were here. He silently listened to the conversation.
Genkai led Shiori to a large door down the open aired hall from the chapel. The door was decorated with worn and antiqued red paint with large gold dragons painted on it. Shiori marveled at the sight. As they stood there, they heard a soft voice begin to sing.
"Why do you think Kurama didn't tell her he needed a present?" asked Yusuke unaware that someone was listening.
"Who knows?" replied Kuwabara shrugging. "But she might want to get one before the wedding. It would be a shame if she got that nice necklace and didn't have anything for him in return."
Kurama silently glared at the two as he stopped listening to what they had to say. 'They told her,' he thought annoyed. 'She wasn't suppose to get me a gift. That's why I didn't tell her.' He continued to scatter his seeds around the temple forgetting what had happened. Small trails of seeds where spread along the walls of the chapel as Kurama made his way to the altar dropping small seeds from his hands. He stepped on the altar and scattered his rose seeds around the columns of the domed shelter. Then he heard it.
A soft voice echoed through the temple making the others stopped at what they were doing and wonder what was going on. Around them. the trees began to grow and the flowers bloomed and blossomed. A crimson eye opened from its sleep in a nearby tree as two people who strolled around the grounds turned to the source of the sound as a red rose demon turned to listen in the chapel dropping the seeds as he did so. Genkai looked curiously at the ballroom doors that she and Shiori stood in front of. Genkai felt a steady rise of spirit energy coming from behind the doors.
"Whose singing?" asked Shiori as she listened to the voice coming from behind the doors.
"I don't know," Genkai replied. "But I have an idea on who it might be."
Genkai slowly pushed open the door.
Kizna watched as the seeds in the flower pots began to bloom and grow into large white and light pink rose bushes as her voice's command. The flowers grew and turned into large blooming blossoms. Their large fallen petals fell to the tables light scattering themselves around the small ceramic pots creating her centerpieces for the tables. Her soft siren song stopped as she admired her work unaware of the quietly creaking door opening behind her.
Kurama struggled to stay focused on what he was doing trying not to go running into her arms. He knew her voice anywhere and it was her voice. 'Kizna,' his mind sighed dreamily. 'You're so close, yet you're so far.' He sighed once more and continued to spread the seeds around the domed altar's columns.
"That was beautiful," said Shiori making Kizna jump out of fear and surprise. "Sorry dear."
"Shiori- San?" Kizna asked as she turned around blushing. "Genkai? I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry child," replied Genkai lightly smiling as she walked into the room. "I haven't heard a voice that pretty in years."
'Shiori is here,' Kizna thought. 'Then could he...'
"Thank you," Kizna replied still blushing as she quickly snapped out of her thoughts.
"So that is what a fairy does," said Shiori in awe as she looked at the roses bushes around the room admiring their large size. "She grows plants."
"Or she sings to them," added Genkai also admiring the large rose bushes.
'A fairy,' thought Genkai with curiosity. 'Interesting.'
"Thank you," Kizna said again blushing brighter.
"I didn't know you were here," said Shiori. "How did you find this temple?"
"Yusuke brought me here," replied Kizna sheepishly. "Keiko and Botan needed to take care of a few things. I offered to help them, but they said they didn't need me. Then, Yusuke brought me here."
Shiori nodded in understanding.
Kurama sighed sadly as her siren song stopped its melody. He placed the last seed on the base of the domed altar's last column. He silently closed his eyes and began his silent command. The small seeds around the room began to crack open with a high pitched creak as long thin vines began to creep up the wall growing thicker as they went feeding on his spirit energy. Behind him the vines curled and coiled around the columns sprouting large red rose buds as they went crawling onto and into the dome growing thick with leaves and blood red buds as they laced and tangled. Along the walls, the roses sprouted into large white and pink buds as he had pictured them. Their vines began to crawl along the ceiling intertwining with the other vines as they met in the middle. The vines grew thick with leaves and buds until the ceiling and walls were covered with pink and white rose buds. He opened his eyes as he watched all the buds slowly open into large white, pink, and red roses like he had imagined for her covering every wall, ceiling, and the altar in roses. He smiled.
Kizna turned towards the direction of the chapel as she felt something. She knew what this something was and it was him. She smiled inwardly. Genkai turned to where she was looking and realized the direction. Genkai could feel massive amounts of energy in the chapel. She prayed he wouldn't be doing anything dangerous. Shiori wondered what her future daughter could be wondering and looking for not realizing who Kizna was looking for.
"Come child," rasped Genkai. "You're done here, enjoy the temple grounds."
"Thank you," replied Kizna as she turned her attention towards the old psychic.
Kuwabara, Yusuke, and Hiei looked up as the soft music stopped its flowing melody. Their attentions had been turned towards the chapel as they felt a steadily rising amount of spirit energy emanate itself from the closed chapel doors. Hiei jumped down from his leafy sanctuary and walked towards the chapel curious of what was inside as the others followed.
Kurama admired his work around him happily. He walked towards the back of the altar hoping to find an unknown something that drew him back there. Behind the thousands and thousands of roses, he found what he was looking for. Several average sized ceramic pots filled with soil and long white ribbon sat there as though they were waiting for him. He planted a seed in each one and once again began his silent commanding. He watched as the seeds bloomed and blossomed into topiaries of cream colored roses. He smiled. He picked up a pot and began to line the aisle. He turned as he heard the chapel doors opening.
Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei pushed open the large worn chapel door. Their eyes turned wide as they saw the sight around them. Roses and roses everywhere. Yusuke and Kuwabara's jaws hung limply as they looked around the large chapel filled to the brim with roses. They found Kurama kneeling on the aisle as he placed a topiary along the worn red carpet.
"Yusuke? Kuwabara? Hiei?" Kurama asked receiving only their wide eyed looks as answers. "Is everything all right?"
"Hm," snorted Hiei as he and the others walked towards Kurama.
"Where did all these roses come from?" asked Kuwabara finding his voice. "It looks too girly."
Kurama glared.
"Oh yea and having a fetish for cats isn't?" replied Yusuke sarcastically.
"I grew them," said Kurama as he walked back to the altar to get another topiary.
"So that was the energy we felt," said Yusuke receiving a nod in response. "Not bad."
Botan sighed. She wandered around the shops unable to find anything for the two lovers. 'If I were getting married,' Botan thought. 'What would I want as a gift?'
"Botan?" asked Keiko snapping the ferry girl out of her daze.
"Huh?" Botan asked as she turned towards Keiko. "What did you say?"
"Haven't found anything?" Keiko replied as Botan shook her head.
Botan looked towards the shop windows as a shining crystal caught her eye. It was gold and silver clock. It was enclosed in a glass dome on a mahogany base. It had a face of black roman numerals set with its face set in gold. The clock stood on four columns of gold and silver with gold roses vines twirling around them. On a small twirling glass platform, two crystal dancers danced as the clock slowly ticked above them not caring of the time. One was a crystal girl with large wings wearing a long dress and a veil and the other was a young man with long hair, a long tail, and fox-like ears in a tuxedo gently leading his crystal partner in slow circles. Botan stared entranced by its beauty. Keiko looked over her shoulder curious of what her friend had seen.
"That's beautiful," sighed Botan dreamily.
"I have to agree, but can demons and fairies use clocks?" replied Keiko as she turned towards Botan.
"Some of them," she replied. "And I'm sure Kurama knows how to use it. Being human for about fifteen years has to lead to something."
"Can I help you ladies?" asked and old man as he walked out to sweep the sidewalk.
"How much is that clock in the window?" asked Botan eagerly.
"About," began the old man as he rubbed his chin in thought. "40,000 yen."
Botan quickly turned away and pulled out her pure to count her money. She found two small bills both reading 20,000 yen. She smiled.
"I'll take it," Botan replied quickly as the old man smiled.
The old man signaled for her to follow him into the store. Botan looked around the store curious of the little human trinkets the old man sold. Bamboo sat on the far wall wishing all the store's visitors good luck. The old man packed the clock in paper and placed it in a box and bag before handing it to her. Happily, she paid the man and ran out into the shining afternoon sunlight with a grin on her face.
"Koenma- sama," George called to the small godling stamping papers. "Botan has just bought her gift."
"What was it?" Koenma asked looking up.
"A clock sir," replied the oni receiving a nod in response. "A very nice one I might add."
"George make sure my father doesn't know I'm leaving, I wouldn't want to see the look on his face if he found out," whined Koenma as he shuddered at the thought of punishment.
"Where are you going sir?" George asked as he looked down at the small prince.
"To find a gift," replied Koenma as he prepared to leave the office. "And maybe a nice suit."
"But what about your appearance sir?" asked the oni again. "You shouldn't go into the Ningekai looking like a child."
"Hm, you're right," replied Koenma pondering what to do. "I know!"
Using the ancient and mysterious magic of the Rekai, Koenma changed. He grew tall and well built. His hair grew into long brown silky locks as his hat disappeared. His princely attire changed into human robes of blue, red, and yellow with a light pink scarf around his neck. In between the soft brown bangs, they symbols Jr was tattooed on his forehead symbolizing his royal position in the Rekai. (Author's note: ok you probably can tell I B.S.-ed that. And I did I won't lie.)
"How do I look?" the teenage Koenma asked still sucking on his pacifier.
"Should you be walking around with your pacifier sir?" George asked inquiring.
"Yes," replied Koenma sharply. "I need this. You should know that by now George." (Author's note: why does Koenma need that thing in his human form?)
"Sorry sir," replied the oni apologetically. "I should have known."
"Goodbye George," greeted Koenma. "Make sure my father doesn't find out about this."
"Yes sir," George replied watching the prince walk out the door.
Koenma walked out into the Rekai towards the Ningekai gates inconspicuously none of the demon workers noticing as they rushed by with paperwork. He smiled to himself. He silently crept through the gates of the Ningekai unnoticed by any of his workers.
Kizna followed the sound of voices coming from the chapel curious of who the others could be talking to. Genkai and Shiori followed lagging behind having a quiet conversation. The sun shined in the afternoon sky, and the trees and flowers seemed to bloom as she walked by. The air around her hung thick with roses mixed with sakura blossoms as she neared the chapel. The chapel doors hung open for her as though they were waiting for her arrival. In the chapel, a silhouetted figure stood in the doorway looked awed at the roses around her.
Yusuke turned from the topiary he placed on the aisle as he saw a long shadow stretch down the aisle. A familiar figure wrapped in a hooded cloak hidden by it stood in the doorway looking in awe of the roses around her.
"Guys, we got company," said Yusuke to the others as they looked up.
They looked up and found Kizna standing the chapel doorway. The sunlight and cloak hid her small figure and face as her shadows stretched through the chapel. Kurama looked up as his eyes began to shine at the sight of his love. Yusuke and Kuwabara quickly stood in front of Kurama to hide him from sight planning to keep her from seeing him.
"Hm," grunted Hiei as he watched the two humans perform the foolish act.
'Stupid humans,' Hiei's mind sneered once more. Kurama sighed quietly. He heard her soft footsteps as she silently walked towards them.
"Kizna!" Yusuke squeaked nervously as she walked deeper into the chapel. "I thought you were in the ballroom."
"I'm done now. And where did all these beautiful roses come from?" she asked hoping he was here as she looked around the chapel. "They weren't here before."
"Kurama grew them," Kuwabara blurted receiving a slap in the back of his head. "OUCH!"
"Where is he?" she asked anxiously hoping he would be around.
"Not here," Yusuke replied before wincing as he felt something sharp dig into his foot.
Yusuke looked up to see a look of pure revenge on Kuwabara's face as he dug the heel of his shoe deeper into Yusuke's foot. Yusuke returned the challenging look on his friend's face, pretending not to be in pain.
"Let me talk to her," whispered Kurama eagerly as he crouched behind Yusuke and Kuwabara. "I want to talk her."
"Fine," Yusuke whispered back hoping Kizna wouldn't notice. "Only for a little while with something in between you two."
Kurama eagerly nodded as he smiled up at the black haired human.
"Kizna," Yusuke blurted suddenly making her looked up surprised. "I have a feeling Kurama will be here in a minute! And I would think he's very eager to talk to you. Why don't you just wait outside?"
"All.... right," Kizna said almost hesitantly, wondering what had suddenly changed Yusuke's mood as he and Kuwabara quickly ushered her out the door.
She stood outside the door as Yusuke closed one of the chapel doors, with Kuwabara leaving the other ajar. She rested her back on the closed chapel door, and slowly slid to the cold concrete floor, letting her hood fall. Her cloak opened around her, revealing her pale long legs. She sighed as her thoughts wandered to her red rose demon. She heard soft footsteps making their way towards her.
Kurama watched as Yusuke closed one chapel door as Kuwabara partly closed the other, leaving it ajar. He quickly got up and made his way to the doors eager to at least hear her voice. The others quickly exited through unseen doors and passages hidden in the chapel. He leaned onto the closed door and slid down onto the worn wood flooring of the chapel. A small sliver of sunlight shined through the cracks in the doors letting in a small view of the outside world. He could see her small hand just resting outside the door and small glimpses and glances of her legs as the sun shined on them accentuated by the darkness of her cloak. Whispers of her hair snuck into the chapel as they fell lightly behind her as she let her hood down.
"Kizna?" he whispered to her softly wondering if she really was just outside of his reach.
"Kurama?" she whispered back not believing he was here with her. "Is it really you?"
"Yes," he replied as he turned to listen. "How are you?"
"Lonely," she replied lightly chuckling as she turned towards the strands of red hair that shined in the sunlight, sticking from the door.
His hand rested only inches from hers from where she could see her hand placed at the doorway. His strands of red locks lightly fell over his back in a flowing red waterfall, beckoning for her to touch them and run her hands through his hair as she had done so many times before. A red corner of his uniform shined in the sunlight, reminding her of he strong and gentle body that had caressed her for the many nights that they were together.
"Why?" he asked his voice marred with concern and worry.
"You're not around," she replied still lightly chuckling as he sighed in relief, freed from his worries.
"Don't worry," he reassured her as he looked into the crack of the doors. "In a few days we'll be together. Forever. And I shall never leave your side."
"Forever," she replied lightly blushing. "And I shall never leave yours."
He smiled.
"Are you excited?" he asked out of curiosity.
"Very," she replied quickly. "My heart races when I think about it. One part of me wants to get it done and over with and the other just wants it to take its time and let me savor the moment. Is that normal?"
"Yes," he replied softly smiling. "Every person I suppose goes through that when they're to be married."
"Is it the same for you?" she asked softly never taking her eyes off the small red locks.
"Yes," he replied happily as he eyed her soft light blue locks and pale shoulders with only love in his eyes.
"Kurama?" she asked, her soft voice marked with nervousness.
"Yes?" he replied quietly sensing the nervousness in her voice. "What is it?"
"Tell me," she began. "What do you want as present?"
"Nothing," he replied. "Nothing at all."
"But..." she began before she was cut off.
"Nothing. If anyone had said something about it, don't listen," he replied gently yet sternly. "All I could ever want is you as my wife."
"Are you sure?" she asked as she blushed.
"Yes," he replied voice filled with confidence and sureness. "My heart is beginning to race."
"Same here," she replied her blush growing deeper. "I'm so nervous and excited at the same time."
"Me too," he replied as his hand slowly reached for hers.
Kizna looked down and smiled as his gentle hand grasped hers, intertwining their fingers, comforting her.
Koenma looked around the human shops wondering what he could get for his gift. Over his shoulder, a black traditional tuxedo hung with a small red rose in the lapel. Human girls stopped and turned their heads wanting a lingering look from the mysterious teenager that walked into the town not caring about the strange pacifier that hung from his mouth. He looked around the shops until something in a store window caught his eye.
(Author's note: I need your help! What present can Koenma give to the blushing bride and her groom? I have no idea! Let me know in your reviews!)
"It's beautiful," said Shiori as she admired the roses.
"Mother," Kurama began. "I'd like to start on the decorations if it's all right with Genkai- sama."
"Do you need to pick up a few things then?" she asked as she pulled out a wallet assuming he would go into town to buy decorations.
"Don't worry," said Genkai. "I have a few decorations stored. He can use them. They're in the back."
"All right," replied Shiori as she put her wallet away.
"I'll show you to the ballroom," rasped Genkai as she and Shiori walked away leaving Kurama behind.
Out of his flowing red mane, small seeds fell into his hands.
"Well I don't think we have to help much," said Yusuke as he leaned lazily against the wall.
"We just need roses," replied Kizna as she turned to look at Yusuke and Kuwabara's slumped forms on the wall.
"Where are we gonna get roses?" asked Kuwabara raising an eyebrow.
"They're right here," Kizna answered as numerous seeds suddenly appeared in her hands making their eyes grow wide in curiosity.
"Where did those come from?" Kuwabara asked shocked.
"Magic," she replied cryptically as she handed them the seeds. "Here you two put a seed in every pot."
Yusuke and Kuwabara looked around at the many tables and sweat dropped as Kizna smiled innocently. 'This is going to be a long afternoon,' they thought simultaneously.
"Do you have any idea what you want to get them?" asked Keiko as she and Botan walked around the shops.
"No idea," Botan sighed exasperated. "I wonder if there's anything in the Makai I might be able to get them."
"The what?" Keiko asked unsure of what the Makai was.
"The Makai is the demon world where all the demons, monsters, and fairies live," answered Botan receiving an understanding nod. "Coming to think of it Koenma needs his gift too."
"He will be coming right?" said Keiko. "I think Kizna and Kurama would be upset if he didn't come."
"Yea he will be coming, I'm pretty sure of it," Botan replied as she looked around the shops once more.
"George what do we have planned for today?" asked the little god-ling.
"Well, you need to buy a wedding present for Kizna and Kurama," said the demon worker standing next to him that held a stack of papers. "They did invite you."
"That's true," said Koenma as he pondered the thought looking at the small invitation that had somehow made its way to his small hands. "What did everyone else get?"
"Well, if what I observed is correct," began George. "From Kuwabara a picture frame, from Yusuke a music box, Hiei a crystal sculpture, and Kurama is giving her a necklace."
"And Keiko has brushes," finished Koenma with his small arms crossed. "What about Kizna?"
"We have no idea sir," replied the demon shrugging.
Koenma nodded.
"Hey Kizna what are you getting Kurama as a present?" Yusuke called to her as he placed his last seed in a nearby pot.
"I was suppose to get him a present?" she asked confused. "He didn't tell me I needed to get him one."
"Well it is a human custom," replied Yusuke receiving a worried glance in return. "That's the last one."
"Same here," called Kuwabara tiredly from another table.
"Thank you," Kizna said graciously. "You may go out and join Hiei if you want."
"Finally," sighed Yusuke tiredly as he looked at his numbing soil-stained fingers. "A break."
"I can't feel my fingers," whined Kuwabara as he looked at his dirty hands.
Kizna giggled as she watched the others walk out of the room leaving her alone. 'Why didn't he tell me we exchanged gifts at this wedding thing?' she thought to herself confusedly. 'Demons don't in the Makai, but I suppose humans do here. Oh well.' She looked around at the tables and smiled. She began to sing a soft tune that echoed through the temple grounds.
Kurama began to scatter the seeds around the temple chapel as he heard a soft conversation. He instantly recognized the voices. 'Yusuke and Kuwabara,' he thought wondering why they were here. He silently listened to the conversation.
Genkai led Shiori to a large door down the open aired hall from the chapel. The door was decorated with worn and antiqued red paint with large gold dragons painted on it. Shiori marveled at the sight. As they stood there, they heard a soft voice begin to sing.
"Why do you think Kurama didn't tell her he needed a present?" asked Yusuke unaware that someone was listening.
"Who knows?" replied Kuwabara shrugging. "But she might want to get one before the wedding. It would be a shame if she got that nice necklace and didn't have anything for him in return."
Kurama silently glared at the two as he stopped listening to what they had to say. 'They told her,' he thought annoyed. 'She wasn't suppose to get me a gift. That's why I didn't tell her.' He continued to scatter his seeds around the temple forgetting what had happened. Small trails of seeds where spread along the walls of the chapel as Kurama made his way to the altar dropping small seeds from his hands. He stepped on the altar and scattered his rose seeds around the columns of the domed shelter. Then he heard it.
A soft voice echoed through the temple making the others stopped at what they were doing and wonder what was going on. Around them. the trees began to grow and the flowers bloomed and blossomed. A crimson eye opened from its sleep in a nearby tree as two people who strolled around the grounds turned to the source of the sound as a red rose demon turned to listen in the chapel dropping the seeds as he did so. Genkai looked curiously at the ballroom doors that she and Shiori stood in front of. Genkai felt a steady rise of spirit energy coming from behind the doors.
"Whose singing?" asked Shiori as she listened to the voice coming from behind the doors.
"I don't know," Genkai replied. "But I have an idea on who it might be."
Genkai slowly pushed open the door.
Kizna watched as the seeds in the flower pots began to bloom and grow into large white and light pink rose bushes as her voice's command. The flowers grew and turned into large blooming blossoms. Their large fallen petals fell to the tables light scattering themselves around the small ceramic pots creating her centerpieces for the tables. Her soft siren song stopped as she admired her work unaware of the quietly creaking door opening behind her.
Kurama struggled to stay focused on what he was doing trying not to go running into her arms. He knew her voice anywhere and it was her voice. 'Kizna,' his mind sighed dreamily. 'You're so close, yet you're so far.' He sighed once more and continued to spread the seeds around the domed altar's columns.
"That was beautiful," said Shiori making Kizna jump out of fear and surprise. "Sorry dear."
"Shiori- San?" Kizna asked as she turned around blushing. "Genkai? I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry child," replied Genkai lightly smiling as she walked into the room. "I haven't heard a voice that pretty in years."
'Shiori is here,' Kizna thought. 'Then could he...'
"Thank you," Kizna replied still blushing as she quickly snapped out of her thoughts.
"So that is what a fairy does," said Shiori in awe as she looked at the roses bushes around the room admiring their large size. "She grows plants."
"Or she sings to them," added Genkai also admiring the large rose bushes.
'A fairy,' thought Genkai with curiosity. 'Interesting.'
"Thank you," Kizna said again blushing brighter.
"I didn't know you were here," said Shiori. "How did you find this temple?"
"Yusuke brought me here," replied Kizna sheepishly. "Keiko and Botan needed to take care of a few things. I offered to help them, but they said they didn't need me. Then, Yusuke brought me here."
Shiori nodded in understanding.
Kurama sighed sadly as her siren song stopped its melody. He placed the last seed on the base of the domed altar's last column. He silently closed his eyes and began his silent command. The small seeds around the room began to crack open with a high pitched creak as long thin vines began to creep up the wall growing thicker as they went feeding on his spirit energy. Behind him the vines curled and coiled around the columns sprouting large red rose buds as they went crawling onto and into the dome growing thick with leaves and blood red buds as they laced and tangled. Along the walls, the roses sprouted into large white and pink buds as he had pictured them. Their vines began to crawl along the ceiling intertwining with the other vines as they met in the middle. The vines grew thick with leaves and buds until the ceiling and walls were covered with pink and white rose buds. He opened his eyes as he watched all the buds slowly open into large white, pink, and red roses like he had imagined for her covering every wall, ceiling, and the altar in roses. He smiled.
Kizna turned towards the direction of the chapel as she felt something. She knew what this something was and it was him. She smiled inwardly. Genkai turned to where she was looking and realized the direction. Genkai could feel massive amounts of energy in the chapel. She prayed he wouldn't be doing anything dangerous. Shiori wondered what her future daughter could be wondering and looking for not realizing who Kizna was looking for.
"Come child," rasped Genkai. "You're done here, enjoy the temple grounds."
"Thank you," replied Kizna as she turned her attention towards the old psychic.
Kuwabara, Yusuke, and Hiei looked up as the soft music stopped its flowing melody. Their attentions had been turned towards the chapel as they felt a steadily rising amount of spirit energy emanate itself from the closed chapel doors. Hiei jumped down from his leafy sanctuary and walked towards the chapel curious of what was inside as the others followed.
Kurama admired his work around him happily. He walked towards the back of the altar hoping to find an unknown something that drew him back there. Behind the thousands and thousands of roses, he found what he was looking for. Several average sized ceramic pots filled with soil and long white ribbon sat there as though they were waiting for him. He planted a seed in each one and once again began his silent commanding. He watched as the seeds bloomed and blossomed into topiaries of cream colored roses. He smiled. He picked up a pot and began to line the aisle. He turned as he heard the chapel doors opening.
Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Hiei pushed open the large worn chapel door. Their eyes turned wide as they saw the sight around them. Roses and roses everywhere. Yusuke and Kuwabara's jaws hung limply as they looked around the large chapel filled to the brim with roses. They found Kurama kneeling on the aisle as he placed a topiary along the worn red carpet.
"Yusuke? Kuwabara? Hiei?" Kurama asked receiving only their wide eyed looks as answers. "Is everything all right?"
"Hm," snorted Hiei as he and the others walked towards Kurama.
"Where did all these roses come from?" asked Kuwabara finding his voice. "It looks too girly."
Kurama glared.
"Oh yea and having a fetish for cats isn't?" replied Yusuke sarcastically.
"I grew them," said Kurama as he walked back to the altar to get another topiary.
"So that was the energy we felt," said Yusuke receiving a nod in response. "Not bad."
Botan sighed. She wandered around the shops unable to find anything for the two lovers. 'If I were getting married,' Botan thought. 'What would I want as a gift?'
"Botan?" asked Keiko snapping the ferry girl out of her daze.
"Huh?" Botan asked as she turned towards Keiko. "What did you say?"
"Haven't found anything?" Keiko replied as Botan shook her head.
Botan looked towards the shop windows as a shining crystal caught her eye. It was gold and silver clock. It was enclosed in a glass dome on a mahogany base. It had a face of black roman numerals set with its face set in gold. The clock stood on four columns of gold and silver with gold roses vines twirling around them. On a small twirling glass platform, two crystal dancers danced as the clock slowly ticked above them not caring of the time. One was a crystal girl with large wings wearing a long dress and a veil and the other was a young man with long hair, a long tail, and fox-like ears in a tuxedo gently leading his crystal partner in slow circles. Botan stared entranced by its beauty. Keiko looked over her shoulder curious of what her friend had seen.
"That's beautiful," sighed Botan dreamily.
"I have to agree, but can demons and fairies use clocks?" replied Keiko as she turned towards Botan.
"Some of them," she replied. "And I'm sure Kurama knows how to use it. Being human for about fifteen years has to lead to something."
"Can I help you ladies?" asked and old man as he walked out to sweep the sidewalk.
"How much is that clock in the window?" asked Botan eagerly.
"About," began the old man as he rubbed his chin in thought. "40,000 yen."
Botan quickly turned away and pulled out her pure to count her money. She found two small bills both reading 20,000 yen. She smiled.
"I'll take it," Botan replied quickly as the old man smiled.
The old man signaled for her to follow him into the store. Botan looked around the store curious of the little human trinkets the old man sold. Bamboo sat on the far wall wishing all the store's visitors good luck. The old man packed the clock in paper and placed it in a box and bag before handing it to her. Happily, she paid the man and ran out into the shining afternoon sunlight with a grin on her face.
"Koenma- sama," George called to the small godling stamping papers. "Botan has just bought her gift."
"What was it?" Koenma asked looking up.
"A clock sir," replied the oni receiving a nod in response. "A very nice one I might add."
"George make sure my father doesn't know I'm leaving, I wouldn't want to see the look on his face if he found out," whined Koenma as he shuddered at the thought of punishment.
"Where are you going sir?" George asked as he looked down at the small prince.
"To find a gift," replied Koenma as he prepared to leave the office. "And maybe a nice suit."
"But what about your appearance sir?" asked the oni again. "You shouldn't go into the Ningekai looking like a child."
"Hm, you're right," replied Koenma pondering what to do. "I know!"
Using the ancient and mysterious magic of the Rekai, Koenma changed. He grew tall and well built. His hair grew into long brown silky locks as his hat disappeared. His princely attire changed into human robes of blue, red, and yellow with a light pink scarf around his neck. In between the soft brown bangs, they symbols Jr was tattooed on his forehead symbolizing his royal position in the Rekai. (Author's note: ok you probably can tell I B.S.-ed that. And I did I won't lie.)
"How do I look?" the teenage Koenma asked still sucking on his pacifier.
"Should you be walking around with your pacifier sir?" George asked inquiring.
"Yes," replied Koenma sharply. "I need this. You should know that by now George." (Author's note: why does Koenma need that thing in his human form?)
"Sorry sir," replied the oni apologetically. "I should have known."
"Goodbye George," greeted Koenma. "Make sure my father doesn't find out about this."
"Yes sir," George replied watching the prince walk out the door.
Koenma walked out into the Rekai towards the Ningekai gates inconspicuously none of the demon workers noticing as they rushed by with paperwork. He smiled to himself. He silently crept through the gates of the Ningekai unnoticed by any of his workers.
Kizna followed the sound of voices coming from the chapel curious of who the others could be talking to. Genkai and Shiori followed lagging behind having a quiet conversation. The sun shined in the afternoon sky, and the trees and flowers seemed to bloom as she walked by. The air around her hung thick with roses mixed with sakura blossoms as she neared the chapel. The chapel doors hung open for her as though they were waiting for her arrival. In the chapel, a silhouetted figure stood in the doorway looked awed at the roses around her.
Yusuke turned from the topiary he placed on the aisle as he saw a long shadow stretch down the aisle. A familiar figure wrapped in a hooded cloak hidden by it stood in the doorway looking in awe of the roses around her.
"Guys, we got company," said Yusuke to the others as they looked up.
They looked up and found Kizna standing the chapel doorway. The sunlight and cloak hid her small figure and face as her shadows stretched through the chapel. Kurama looked up as his eyes began to shine at the sight of his love. Yusuke and Kuwabara quickly stood in front of Kurama to hide him from sight planning to keep her from seeing him.
"Hm," grunted Hiei as he watched the two humans perform the foolish act.
'Stupid humans,' Hiei's mind sneered once more. Kurama sighed quietly. He heard her soft footsteps as she silently walked towards them.
"Kizna!" Yusuke squeaked nervously as she walked deeper into the chapel. "I thought you were in the ballroom."
"I'm done now. And where did all these beautiful roses come from?" she asked hoping he was here as she looked around the chapel. "They weren't here before."
"Kurama grew them," Kuwabara blurted receiving a slap in the back of his head. "OUCH!"
"Where is he?" she asked anxiously hoping he would be around.
"Not here," Yusuke replied before wincing as he felt something sharp dig into his foot.
Yusuke looked up to see a look of pure revenge on Kuwabara's face as he dug the heel of his shoe deeper into Yusuke's foot. Yusuke returned the challenging look on his friend's face, pretending not to be in pain.
"Let me talk to her," whispered Kurama eagerly as he crouched behind Yusuke and Kuwabara. "I want to talk her."
"Fine," Yusuke whispered back hoping Kizna wouldn't notice. "Only for a little while with something in between you two."
Kurama eagerly nodded as he smiled up at the black haired human.
"Kizna," Yusuke blurted suddenly making her looked up surprised. "I have a feeling Kurama will be here in a minute! And I would think he's very eager to talk to you. Why don't you just wait outside?"
"All.... right," Kizna said almost hesitantly, wondering what had suddenly changed Yusuke's mood as he and Kuwabara quickly ushered her out the door.
She stood outside the door as Yusuke closed one of the chapel doors, with Kuwabara leaving the other ajar. She rested her back on the closed chapel door, and slowly slid to the cold concrete floor, letting her hood fall. Her cloak opened around her, revealing her pale long legs. She sighed as her thoughts wandered to her red rose demon. She heard soft footsteps making their way towards her.
Kurama watched as Yusuke closed one chapel door as Kuwabara partly closed the other, leaving it ajar. He quickly got up and made his way to the doors eager to at least hear her voice. The others quickly exited through unseen doors and passages hidden in the chapel. He leaned onto the closed door and slid down onto the worn wood flooring of the chapel. A small sliver of sunlight shined through the cracks in the doors letting in a small view of the outside world. He could see her small hand just resting outside the door and small glimpses and glances of her legs as the sun shined on them accentuated by the darkness of her cloak. Whispers of her hair snuck into the chapel as they fell lightly behind her as she let her hood down.
"Kizna?" he whispered to her softly wondering if she really was just outside of his reach.
"Kurama?" she whispered back not believing he was here with her. "Is it really you?"
"Yes," he replied as he turned to listen. "How are you?"
"Lonely," she replied lightly chuckling as she turned towards the strands of red hair that shined in the sunlight, sticking from the door.
His hand rested only inches from hers from where she could see her hand placed at the doorway. His strands of red locks lightly fell over his back in a flowing red waterfall, beckoning for her to touch them and run her hands through his hair as she had done so many times before. A red corner of his uniform shined in the sunlight, reminding her of he strong and gentle body that had caressed her for the many nights that they were together.
"Why?" he asked his voice marred with concern and worry.
"You're not around," she replied still lightly chuckling as he sighed in relief, freed from his worries.
"Don't worry," he reassured her as he looked into the crack of the doors. "In a few days we'll be together. Forever. And I shall never leave your side."
"Forever," she replied lightly blushing. "And I shall never leave yours."
He smiled.
"Are you excited?" he asked out of curiosity.
"Very," she replied quickly. "My heart races when I think about it. One part of me wants to get it done and over with and the other just wants it to take its time and let me savor the moment. Is that normal?"
"Yes," he replied softly smiling. "Every person I suppose goes through that when they're to be married."
"Is it the same for you?" she asked softly never taking her eyes off the small red locks.
"Yes," he replied happily as he eyed her soft light blue locks and pale shoulders with only love in his eyes.
"Kurama?" she asked, her soft voice marked with nervousness.
"Yes?" he replied quietly sensing the nervousness in her voice. "What is it?"
"Tell me," she began. "What do you want as present?"
"Nothing," he replied. "Nothing at all."
"But..." she began before she was cut off.
"Nothing. If anyone had said something about it, don't listen," he replied gently yet sternly. "All I could ever want is you as my wife."
"Are you sure?" she asked as she blushed.
"Yes," he replied voice filled with confidence and sureness. "My heart is beginning to race."
"Same here," she replied her blush growing deeper. "I'm so nervous and excited at the same time."
"Me too," he replied as his hand slowly reached for hers.
Kizna looked down and smiled as his gentle hand grasped hers, intertwining their fingers, comforting her.
Koenma looked around the human shops wondering what he could get for his gift. Over his shoulder, a black traditional tuxedo hung with a small red rose in the lapel. Human girls stopped and turned their heads wanting a lingering look from the mysterious teenager that walked into the town not caring about the strange pacifier that hung from his mouth. He looked around the shops until something in a store window caught his eye.
(Author's note: I need your help! What present can Koenma give to the blushing bride and her groom? I have no idea! Let me know in your reviews!)