Glossary:
Rei-kai Daihatsu Kan - Spirit World Great Building
Sengoku Jidai – Warring states Era. 1400- 1600 AD
Author's Note: Since there are indeed two different Shuuichi, I will continue to spell the name of Shiori's son as I have been throughout this entire fiction. For Hanataka's son I will be spelling it Shuiichi. Technically, both names are spelled Shuuichi; however, I am making this variance in spelling to differentiate between the two boys.
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Chapter 12 – Not Your Typical Family Outing
"Well go on you three." The fox spoke for the first time in several hours startling everyone
in it. Shuuichi nods his head just happy to see his mother again; Yusuke shrugs and begins to
walk to Botan his hands behind his head looking pleased that he gets to do something other
than stand around. Botan summons her oar and holds it parallel to the floor mounting it and
awaiting her passengers. She silently hopes that only Shiori that is coming. There was not
much room left for anyone maybe two passengers more.
As the trio takes off for the Ningenkai, Kurama pads himself towards their exit route and
sits down, his tails serenely laying upon the office floor unmoving and at rest. He does not
move once just stairs his mind falling into thought. He was not certain what he had gotten
himself into. If all things did work out the way he planned, he still could not see going back to
his old ways. What had the council decided, and should he bother Koenma for the details so
soon. He knew that without a little creative persuasion Koenma would divulge anything. Sighs
and surrenders to the fact that he would have to wait, just like everyone else.
The wind blows through his crimson locks messing it slightly but he does not seem to
mind. His emerald hues glance down at the cityscape underneath him. He resists the urge to
give Botan specific directions to his home knowing that she knows exactly where she is going.
Still something is indeed bothering him about this entire situation. It was how they were going
to present themselves to his mother.
Shiori Minamino awakens to find herself in her bedroom alone on her bed. The last thing
she could remember was the couch and how comfortable it felt. She figures that Hanataka
must have moved her after she lost consciousness. He mind immediately snaps to one thing,
Shuuichi. She quickly removes herself from the blanket's grasp and dashes from the room to
her son's room.
Vacant; she expected as much; her mood once more shifts to being distant. She slides
into her child's room closing the door behind her. Her chocolate hues glance about from her
stationary position in front of the door. It was completely clean, though a few things were
slightly dusty due to their lack of use. There had to be something, anything that would tell her
where her son may have gone to. She was worried, never having gotten such a call before.
Usually when her son called, he would say he would be coming home. She remembers a
couple of years ago; her son had disappeared as he did now. She got a call from him saying
that would return in a couple weeks. This time was different; he in not so many words told her
goodbye.
Her footsteps carry her to her son's desk against the far wall next to the window. It was
slightly to the right of the window allowing the light to hit it and yet not blind him as he sat to
read. Pulling out the chair she sat down at it, her eyes glance to the family picture of the four
of them. Shuuichi is grabbing Shuiichi from behind playfully a smile on both the boy's faces;
Shiori is in the background with Hanataka. Everyone seems so happy. Shiori smiles warmly at
the picture before her eyes wander to the drawers of the desk. She never had gone through
her son's things before. Despite a few times when she was tempted to do so with his
disappearances, she never felt the need to.
Allowing a sigh to escape her lips, she slides the top dresser drawer open and finds
nothing but a ledger, a few pens, and a small book. The book itself was brown leather, quite
worn, and not very thick roughly a quarter inch. She could not decipher the script on the front
of it. It seemed to be in a completely different language though the words were hand written
in black medium point sharpie marker. She begins to flip though some of the pages, it
appeared to be a journal of sorts, the date headings were in Japanese but the text was
something else, defiantly not any language she knew the writing looked exquisite, however it
seemed to be nothing more than random scribbling to her. She could make out a few names:
Yusuke's, Keiko's, Kuwabara's and Shizuru's; other than this and the date headings, nothing
was decipherable. She continues to flip through the journal trying to find something, anything,
which would give her some sort of lead. She found nothing; nothing except a few names and
some rather interesting drawings of plants. Giving up on the journal, she puts it back as she
found it and closes the drawer. Her hand slips to the bottom drawer opening it up finding his
required reading for the break. Lifting the books out of the drawer, she places them on the
counter and reads the titles: Advanced Botany, History of the Sengoku Jidai, Advanced
Japanese Literature. She stopped on a book pushing the others aside. It was not very large,
but it had the same odd script as his journal. She opens the book and begins to flip through
the pages. There was nothing of any use to her; nothing until she reaches an illustration in the
book that matches one of the odd sketches in Shuuichi's journal. She looks at the plant with
slight interest. A large plant seemed to have teeth in the middle of its large flower, She could
not be certain of the size though the outer stems seemed to be quite long. Wishing she could
read the caption underneath it, she closes the book stacking it among the other three as she
had found it and puts the books back into the drawer closing it once more.
She gets up from the desk moving towards his closet. Her footsteps are light and yet
swift. The books disturbed her slightly. They were not westernized letters, nor were they
anywhere near Asian characters. They were something different. Her fingers coil around the
handle to the closet door, and with a deep breath, she opens it to find nothing. There was
nothing in the closet other than his clothing hamper and his clothing hanging there untouched
by their owner. With another sigh, out of despair that she found no leads or relief that she
found nothing out of the ordinary, she closes the closet door and begins to walk towards the
bedroom door.
Almost as an after thought, she looks back at Shuuichi's bed. Perfectly made, she begins
to stride towards it until she smells sausage in the air. Was Hanataka cooking breakfast?
Deciding the bed could wait until after she ate, she turns around and opens the door striding
out into the hallway again. Her footsteps carry her to the stairs.
"Dad? Should I go get Shiori?" The young Shuiichi asked his father, who currently was
flipping the sausage patties in the pan.
"Yes, Breakfast is almost done. She hasn't been eating write since Shuuichi disappeared
I'm slightly worried." Hanataka feigned a smile before Shuiichi removed himself from the
kitchen to wake up Shiori.
"Its alright, I'm already awake." A reply from the staircase came. She exited the stair well
and began to stride towards the Dining room table.
Nearing the Minamino residence Botan descends on the oar to the vacant sidewalk of the
residential district. With the disembarking of Shuuichi and Yusuke, she dispels her oar sending
it to the ethereal pocket she kept it in when not in use. They all glance down the sidewalk at
the house a few doors down. They all knew who's house it was, it was a matter of how they
were going to present the oldest Minamino son to the rest of the Minamino family.
"Well if we tell them he was possessed by a Kitsune, they might believe that. But that's
not a good thing to say since we don't know what's on that tape." Botan turns to speak to
them, her violet hues mixed with a helpless need to know what exactly to do.
"Well the more pressing thing is to convince my mother to get on a magical oar to make
a business visit to the realm of the dead." Shuuichi calmly states the obvious facts. Another
thing he learned from Kurama, you always sound more wise when you state the obvious facts
in a manner that makes the listener believe they over looked them.
"Well if I didn't know what I know now, I sure as hell wouldn't believe you." Yusuke
states the obvious in a manner that lacks the finesse of sounding superior, but he does have a
point.
"Perhaps, we should just wing it; we'll be standing here all day trying to figure out how to
do this." Botan promptly turns on her heel and begins to walk down the sidewalk towards the
Minamino Residence.
"You heard the Grim Reaper Shuuichi, let's go." He grabs Shuuichi by the wrist and
begins to pull him down the sidewalk with him until the boy begins to walk on his own.
They stride up to the door of the residence; the flowers though unattended to, are still in
full bloom the perfume fills the air. Shuuichi glances at them with a slight smile; it was good to
be home. He goes to turn the handle on the front door but finds it locked. His hands go into
his front right pocket for the house key, but he finds it missing so he goes for the doorbell
instead.
"I advise you both stand behind me, I assure you that you do not want to be between
me and the person that answers the door." Shuuichi's emerald hues glance at Botan and
Yusuke and obediently the take a step behind Shuuichi.
Pushing the button the door chimes in the standard chiming tone before he hears
someone come to the door. Bracing himself for the impact, he watches the door open. Much to
his own relief, Shuiichi answered the door. The boy was quick to latch on to him however, but
at least he could breath.
"Dad! Shiori! Shuuichi's home!" The boy turned his head to call back into the house. The
sound that followed would be remembered for quite some time. From what it sounded like,
there was a shatter of a glass hitting the floor, the sound of rampant footsteps following the
sound of something hitting the floor hard. This in turn was followed up by the sound of
Shuiichi being pushed out of the way and a slight squeak from Shuuichi as he had the life
squeezed out of him by his mother's hug.
"Shuuichi, where were you? I was so worried. You had me sacred. I didn't know what
happened to you." Shiori managed to get out between her sobs of happiness that fell into
Shuuichi's shoulder. The woman in the crimson haired youth's arms trembled a little, but it
was out of happiness to see her child alive and well.
"About that mother, I do have to go back but I need you to come with me. Hanataka and
Shuiichi can come to if they would like." He made a point of saying that in an attempt make
his own situation seem not as ominous. He feigned a weak smile though it worried him to no
end what was on that tape.
"Where are we going Shuuichi?" The younger Shuiichi could not help but ask. After all
how often was it that your big brother asks you to go somewhere with the town thug and a
rather beautiful blue haired girl who was wearing a rather flattering kimono? His eyes look
around his brother to the blue haired girl. He took the opportunity to wave at her, and
received a wave and a smile in return.
"I know it may sound hard to believe, but we're going to the Rei-kai. Botan will pilot us
there." He gestures at the blue haired girl and on cue she manifests her Oar, It looked to be
barely enough to seat all of them, but if it could fir Her, Shizuru, Keiko, Kuwabara, Hiei, and
one deceased Senior Citizen, then surely it could handle her, Yusuke, Shuuichi, Shuiichi,
Shiori, and Hanataka. After all Shuuichi and Shuiichi equaled one Kuwabara sort of.
Shiori stepped back; did he just say Rei-kai? Wasn't that where the spirits people went
when they died? The look of worry that riddled her face was unimaginable. She would not
have believed it unless Botan had not manifested the oar out of thin air.
Hanataka had the same look on his face his eyes dart from the oar to Shuuichi, then to
his son who is darting for the oar and already climbing on it.
"C'mon! Wow a floating Oar! But wait, Shuuichi isn't dead is he? " Shuiichi is in his own
Juvenile delight at the floating oar, reaches out to poke Shuuichi, who is very much solid.
"No, I'm very much alive Shuiichi, but we must hurry. Koenma is a very busy deity." Not
that he believed what he just said, but with all that pointless stamping he has to do, he
actually is.
Shiori timidly approaches the oar, poking it a couple times she looks at her son. After
receiving a reassuring nod from him she climbs up on the oar. Shuuichi like wise climbs on the
oar between Shuiichi and his mother One so he can hold on to the smaller boy so he didn't fall
off in flight, and two so his mother could hold on to him so she didn't fall off in flight. Shuuichi
then looks at Hanataka who seems in a slight daze as to what is going on.
"Coming dear?" Shiori meekly states the nervousness in her voice is unmistakable. She
had no idea where she was going; what her son had gotten himself into, or why she was
requested to come. All she knew was that she was on some magical oar going to the realm of
the dead.
"Ye...Yeah I'm coming... Is this thing Safe?" He states this as he is getting on the Oar
behind Shiori. Yusuke climbs on behind him as Botan mounts in front of Shuuichi. There is
barely enough room for them all, but they manage to fit.
"Certainly! Now everyone hang on to the person in front of you and off we go." Botan
chirps happily making all on board very nervous. The oar ascends into the sky as both Botan
and Shuuichi feel the hold on themselves increasing drastically and faces in the middle of their
backs. They both had expected this and had prepared themselves for it. Rather than taking
the Portal in the red light district, she takes one that was well situated in the sky breaking
through into the spirit world. The scenery was common to the three veterans. Botan's flying
slows down a little and the faces remove themselves from the backs of Botan and Shuuichi.
"Shuuichi look at that river." She points down at the River Styx in complete amazement.
"Yes mother, that's the River Styx, Botan is The Pilot of the River Styx, one of them any
way, she's lead pilot I am to assume after all these years." Shuuichi plainly states divulging
information gradually as opposed in one large lump. He still has yet to tell her why she is
here, the very thing she wanted to know.
"Dad! Look a head of us! What's that?!" Shuiichi's eyes widen as the Rei-kai Daihatsu
Kan comes into view. The building is unlike anything that the three tourists have seen before.
It is reasonable that all three of them, Shuiichi, Shiori, and Hanataka are all staring at it with
their mouths hung open and eyes wide.
"That's the Rei-kai Daihatsu Kan, The Great Spirit world building, it's where we are
going. Were not going through the main entrance though, it is reserved for the dead and
employees. We're entering though the office window." Botan increases her speed flying around
the outside of the building with a wave from one of the security trolls. Shuiichi stares, Shiori
clings tighter to Shuuichi and Hanataka Pretends he did not see it at all everyone else waves
back to trusty Harold, the security troll. She effortlessly pilots the fully loaded oar into the
window near the top of one of the towers of the building. Shiori is the first to speak after
seeing Shizuru and Kuwabara there as well; she had yet to notice the wolf sized silver fox
Curled in the corner of the room.
"Shizuru, Kuwabara? You were brought here too?" Shiori disembarks the oar, her eyes
glancing about the office before she screeches seeing George the ever-faithful ogre standing
near what appeared to be a toddler.
"It's alright Mrs. Minamino, the Ogre works for me. George if you could be so kind as
to leave the office?" Koenma turns to glance at the Ogre the threat in his eyes not in his voice.
George is quick to exit through the office door and Koenma stands upon his chair coughing to
clear his voice.
"Introductions are in order. I am Koenma, Son of King Yama, and Ruler of the spirit
world. I believe you have met Botan, and already you know Yusuke, Shizuru, and Kuwabara.
The Short Silent one in the back is Hiei, and the silver Kitsune curled up in the back corner is
Kurama. In case you do not know them, this Is Shiori Minamino, Her husband Hanataka, and
his son Shuiichi." After a few hellos and waves and a singular nod from Hiei, The fox gets up
and pads over to Shuuichi's side not saying a word. The Fox's hues look up at Shiori with an
apologetic glint to them.
"How much did Shuuichi tell you on the way here Shiori?" He was curious; he wanted
to know how much of a shock this video was going to be.
"Well he told us where we were going." Shiori stated, in all actuality that was it.
"Well then that makes this a little harder on you I'm afraid. Everyone take a seat and
face the monitor please." Furniture gets moved around the room to face the monitor,
Kuwabara, Yusuke, and Koenma give up seats so that The Minamino family and the girls could
have a chair to sit in. The silver Kitsune found the desk top to his personal liking, and Hiei
stood where he was before only now he faced the monitor. Koenma put in the tape and
pressed play.
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Another new chapter! I must go to sleep….. Well Hope you enjoyed it! I'm looking to update later. Okies well me go bye bye nows
Aikousha no Gingitsune.Devoted Fan of the Silver Fox.
Konada Mikari
Rei-kai Daihatsu Kan - Spirit World Great Building
Sengoku Jidai – Warring states Era. 1400- 1600 AD
Author's Note: Since there are indeed two different Shuuichi, I will continue to spell the name of Shiori's son as I have been throughout this entire fiction. For Hanataka's son I will be spelling it Shuiichi. Technically, both names are spelled Shuuichi; however, I am making this variance in spelling to differentiate between the two boys.
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Chapter 12 – Not Your Typical Family Outing
"Well go on you three." The fox spoke for the first time in several hours startling everyone
in it. Shuuichi nods his head just happy to see his mother again; Yusuke shrugs and begins to
walk to Botan his hands behind his head looking pleased that he gets to do something other
than stand around. Botan summons her oar and holds it parallel to the floor mounting it and
awaiting her passengers. She silently hopes that only Shiori that is coming. There was not
much room left for anyone maybe two passengers more.
As the trio takes off for the Ningenkai, Kurama pads himself towards their exit route and
sits down, his tails serenely laying upon the office floor unmoving and at rest. He does not
move once just stairs his mind falling into thought. He was not certain what he had gotten
himself into. If all things did work out the way he planned, he still could not see going back to
his old ways. What had the council decided, and should he bother Koenma for the details so
soon. He knew that without a little creative persuasion Koenma would divulge anything. Sighs
and surrenders to the fact that he would have to wait, just like everyone else.
The wind blows through his crimson locks messing it slightly but he does not seem to
mind. His emerald hues glance down at the cityscape underneath him. He resists the urge to
give Botan specific directions to his home knowing that she knows exactly where she is going.
Still something is indeed bothering him about this entire situation. It was how they were going
to present themselves to his mother.
Shiori Minamino awakens to find herself in her bedroom alone on her bed. The last thing
she could remember was the couch and how comfortable it felt. She figures that Hanataka
must have moved her after she lost consciousness. He mind immediately snaps to one thing,
Shuuichi. She quickly removes herself from the blanket's grasp and dashes from the room to
her son's room.
Vacant; she expected as much; her mood once more shifts to being distant. She slides
into her child's room closing the door behind her. Her chocolate hues glance about from her
stationary position in front of the door. It was completely clean, though a few things were
slightly dusty due to their lack of use. There had to be something, anything that would tell her
where her son may have gone to. She was worried, never having gotten such a call before.
Usually when her son called, he would say he would be coming home. She remembers a
couple of years ago; her son had disappeared as he did now. She got a call from him saying
that would return in a couple weeks. This time was different; he in not so many words told her
goodbye.
Her footsteps carry her to her son's desk against the far wall next to the window. It was
slightly to the right of the window allowing the light to hit it and yet not blind him as he sat to
read. Pulling out the chair she sat down at it, her eyes glance to the family picture of the four
of them. Shuuichi is grabbing Shuiichi from behind playfully a smile on both the boy's faces;
Shiori is in the background with Hanataka. Everyone seems so happy. Shiori smiles warmly at
the picture before her eyes wander to the drawers of the desk. She never had gone through
her son's things before. Despite a few times when she was tempted to do so with his
disappearances, she never felt the need to.
Allowing a sigh to escape her lips, she slides the top dresser drawer open and finds
nothing but a ledger, a few pens, and a small book. The book itself was brown leather, quite
worn, and not very thick roughly a quarter inch. She could not decipher the script on the front
of it. It seemed to be in a completely different language though the words were hand written
in black medium point sharpie marker. She begins to flip though some of the pages, it
appeared to be a journal of sorts, the date headings were in Japanese but the text was
something else, defiantly not any language she knew the writing looked exquisite, however it
seemed to be nothing more than random scribbling to her. She could make out a few names:
Yusuke's, Keiko's, Kuwabara's and Shizuru's; other than this and the date headings, nothing
was decipherable. She continues to flip through the journal trying to find something, anything,
which would give her some sort of lead. She found nothing; nothing except a few names and
some rather interesting drawings of plants. Giving up on the journal, she puts it back as she
found it and closes the drawer. Her hand slips to the bottom drawer opening it up finding his
required reading for the break. Lifting the books out of the drawer, she places them on the
counter and reads the titles: Advanced Botany, History of the Sengoku Jidai, Advanced
Japanese Literature. She stopped on a book pushing the others aside. It was not very large,
but it had the same odd script as his journal. She opens the book and begins to flip through
the pages. There was nothing of any use to her; nothing until she reaches an illustration in the
book that matches one of the odd sketches in Shuuichi's journal. She looks at the plant with
slight interest. A large plant seemed to have teeth in the middle of its large flower, She could
not be certain of the size though the outer stems seemed to be quite long. Wishing she could
read the caption underneath it, she closes the book stacking it among the other three as she
had found it and puts the books back into the drawer closing it once more.
She gets up from the desk moving towards his closet. Her footsteps are light and yet
swift. The books disturbed her slightly. They were not westernized letters, nor were they
anywhere near Asian characters. They were something different. Her fingers coil around the
handle to the closet door, and with a deep breath, she opens it to find nothing. There was
nothing in the closet other than his clothing hamper and his clothing hanging there untouched
by their owner. With another sigh, out of despair that she found no leads or relief that she
found nothing out of the ordinary, she closes the closet door and begins to walk towards the
bedroom door.
Almost as an after thought, she looks back at Shuuichi's bed. Perfectly made, she begins
to stride towards it until she smells sausage in the air. Was Hanataka cooking breakfast?
Deciding the bed could wait until after she ate, she turns around and opens the door striding
out into the hallway again. Her footsteps carry her to the stairs.
"Dad? Should I go get Shiori?" The young Shuiichi asked his father, who currently was
flipping the sausage patties in the pan.
"Yes, Breakfast is almost done. She hasn't been eating write since Shuuichi disappeared
I'm slightly worried." Hanataka feigned a smile before Shuiichi removed himself from the
kitchen to wake up Shiori.
"Its alright, I'm already awake." A reply from the staircase came. She exited the stair well
and began to stride towards the Dining room table.
Nearing the Minamino residence Botan descends on the oar to the vacant sidewalk of the
residential district. With the disembarking of Shuuichi and Yusuke, she dispels her oar sending
it to the ethereal pocket she kept it in when not in use. They all glance down the sidewalk at
the house a few doors down. They all knew who's house it was, it was a matter of how they
were going to present the oldest Minamino son to the rest of the Minamino family.
"Well if we tell them he was possessed by a Kitsune, they might believe that. But that's
not a good thing to say since we don't know what's on that tape." Botan turns to speak to
them, her violet hues mixed with a helpless need to know what exactly to do.
"Well the more pressing thing is to convince my mother to get on a magical oar to make
a business visit to the realm of the dead." Shuuichi calmly states the obvious facts. Another
thing he learned from Kurama, you always sound more wise when you state the obvious facts
in a manner that makes the listener believe they over looked them.
"Well if I didn't know what I know now, I sure as hell wouldn't believe you." Yusuke
states the obvious in a manner that lacks the finesse of sounding superior, but he does have a
point.
"Perhaps, we should just wing it; we'll be standing here all day trying to figure out how to
do this." Botan promptly turns on her heel and begins to walk down the sidewalk towards the
Minamino Residence.
"You heard the Grim Reaper Shuuichi, let's go." He grabs Shuuichi by the wrist and
begins to pull him down the sidewalk with him until the boy begins to walk on his own.
They stride up to the door of the residence; the flowers though unattended to, are still in
full bloom the perfume fills the air. Shuuichi glances at them with a slight smile; it was good to
be home. He goes to turn the handle on the front door but finds it locked. His hands go into
his front right pocket for the house key, but he finds it missing so he goes for the doorbell
instead.
"I advise you both stand behind me, I assure you that you do not want to be between
me and the person that answers the door." Shuuichi's emerald hues glance at Botan and
Yusuke and obediently the take a step behind Shuuichi.
Pushing the button the door chimes in the standard chiming tone before he hears
someone come to the door. Bracing himself for the impact, he watches the door open. Much to
his own relief, Shuiichi answered the door. The boy was quick to latch on to him however, but
at least he could breath.
"Dad! Shiori! Shuuichi's home!" The boy turned his head to call back into the house. The
sound that followed would be remembered for quite some time. From what it sounded like,
there was a shatter of a glass hitting the floor, the sound of rampant footsteps following the
sound of something hitting the floor hard. This in turn was followed up by the sound of
Shuiichi being pushed out of the way and a slight squeak from Shuuichi as he had the life
squeezed out of him by his mother's hug.
"Shuuichi, where were you? I was so worried. You had me sacred. I didn't know what
happened to you." Shiori managed to get out between her sobs of happiness that fell into
Shuuichi's shoulder. The woman in the crimson haired youth's arms trembled a little, but it
was out of happiness to see her child alive and well.
"About that mother, I do have to go back but I need you to come with me. Hanataka and
Shuiichi can come to if they would like." He made a point of saying that in an attempt make
his own situation seem not as ominous. He feigned a weak smile though it worried him to no
end what was on that tape.
"Where are we going Shuuichi?" The younger Shuiichi could not help but ask. After all
how often was it that your big brother asks you to go somewhere with the town thug and a
rather beautiful blue haired girl who was wearing a rather flattering kimono? His eyes look
around his brother to the blue haired girl. He took the opportunity to wave at her, and
received a wave and a smile in return.
"I know it may sound hard to believe, but we're going to the Rei-kai. Botan will pilot us
there." He gestures at the blue haired girl and on cue she manifests her Oar, It looked to be
barely enough to seat all of them, but if it could fir Her, Shizuru, Keiko, Kuwabara, Hiei, and
one deceased Senior Citizen, then surely it could handle her, Yusuke, Shuuichi, Shuiichi,
Shiori, and Hanataka. After all Shuuichi and Shuiichi equaled one Kuwabara sort of.
Shiori stepped back; did he just say Rei-kai? Wasn't that where the spirits people went
when they died? The look of worry that riddled her face was unimaginable. She would not
have believed it unless Botan had not manifested the oar out of thin air.
Hanataka had the same look on his face his eyes dart from the oar to Shuuichi, then to
his son who is darting for the oar and already climbing on it.
"C'mon! Wow a floating Oar! But wait, Shuuichi isn't dead is he? " Shuiichi is in his own
Juvenile delight at the floating oar, reaches out to poke Shuuichi, who is very much solid.
"No, I'm very much alive Shuiichi, but we must hurry. Koenma is a very busy deity." Not
that he believed what he just said, but with all that pointless stamping he has to do, he
actually is.
Shiori timidly approaches the oar, poking it a couple times she looks at her son. After
receiving a reassuring nod from him she climbs up on the oar. Shuuichi like wise climbs on the
oar between Shuiichi and his mother One so he can hold on to the smaller boy so he didn't fall
off in flight, and two so his mother could hold on to him so she didn't fall off in flight. Shuuichi
then looks at Hanataka who seems in a slight daze as to what is going on.
"Coming dear?" Shiori meekly states the nervousness in her voice is unmistakable. She
had no idea where she was going; what her son had gotten himself into, or why she was
requested to come. All she knew was that she was on some magical oar going to the realm of
the dead.
"Ye...Yeah I'm coming... Is this thing Safe?" He states this as he is getting on the Oar
behind Shiori. Yusuke climbs on behind him as Botan mounts in front of Shuuichi. There is
barely enough room for them all, but they manage to fit.
"Certainly! Now everyone hang on to the person in front of you and off we go." Botan
chirps happily making all on board very nervous. The oar ascends into the sky as both Botan
and Shuuichi feel the hold on themselves increasing drastically and faces in the middle of their
backs. They both had expected this and had prepared themselves for it. Rather than taking
the Portal in the red light district, she takes one that was well situated in the sky breaking
through into the spirit world. The scenery was common to the three veterans. Botan's flying
slows down a little and the faces remove themselves from the backs of Botan and Shuuichi.
"Shuuichi look at that river." She points down at the River Styx in complete amazement.
"Yes mother, that's the River Styx, Botan is The Pilot of the River Styx, one of them any
way, she's lead pilot I am to assume after all these years." Shuuichi plainly states divulging
information gradually as opposed in one large lump. He still has yet to tell her why she is
here, the very thing she wanted to know.
"Dad! Look a head of us! What's that?!" Shuiichi's eyes widen as the Rei-kai Daihatsu
Kan comes into view. The building is unlike anything that the three tourists have seen before.
It is reasonable that all three of them, Shuiichi, Shiori, and Hanataka are all staring at it with
their mouths hung open and eyes wide.
"That's the Rei-kai Daihatsu Kan, The Great Spirit world building, it's where we are
going. Were not going through the main entrance though, it is reserved for the dead and
employees. We're entering though the office window." Botan increases her speed flying around
the outside of the building with a wave from one of the security trolls. Shuiichi stares, Shiori
clings tighter to Shuuichi and Hanataka Pretends he did not see it at all everyone else waves
back to trusty Harold, the security troll. She effortlessly pilots the fully loaded oar into the
window near the top of one of the towers of the building. Shiori is the first to speak after
seeing Shizuru and Kuwabara there as well; she had yet to notice the wolf sized silver fox
Curled in the corner of the room.
"Shizuru, Kuwabara? You were brought here too?" Shiori disembarks the oar, her eyes
glancing about the office before she screeches seeing George the ever-faithful ogre standing
near what appeared to be a toddler.
"It's alright Mrs. Minamino, the Ogre works for me. George if you could be so kind as
to leave the office?" Koenma turns to glance at the Ogre the threat in his eyes not in his voice.
George is quick to exit through the office door and Koenma stands upon his chair coughing to
clear his voice.
"Introductions are in order. I am Koenma, Son of King Yama, and Ruler of the spirit
world. I believe you have met Botan, and already you know Yusuke, Shizuru, and Kuwabara.
The Short Silent one in the back is Hiei, and the silver Kitsune curled up in the back corner is
Kurama. In case you do not know them, this Is Shiori Minamino, Her husband Hanataka, and
his son Shuiichi." After a few hellos and waves and a singular nod from Hiei, The fox gets up
and pads over to Shuuichi's side not saying a word. The Fox's hues look up at Shiori with an
apologetic glint to them.
"How much did Shuuichi tell you on the way here Shiori?" He was curious; he wanted
to know how much of a shock this video was going to be.
"Well he told us where we were going." Shiori stated, in all actuality that was it.
"Well then that makes this a little harder on you I'm afraid. Everyone take a seat and
face the monitor please." Furniture gets moved around the room to face the monitor,
Kuwabara, Yusuke, and Koenma give up seats so that The Minamino family and the girls could
have a chair to sit in. The silver Kitsune found the desk top to his personal liking, and Hiei
stood where he was before only now he faced the monitor. Koenma put in the tape and
pressed play.
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Another new chapter! I must go to sleep….. Well Hope you enjoyed it! I'm looking to update later. Okies well me go bye bye nows
Aikousha no Gingitsune.Devoted Fan of the Silver Fox.
Konada Mikari