Chapter 2
Cast Away
by Sonyai Youri at sonyai_youri@yahoo.com
Botan glanced around for someone else beside them... no one. She kept on tugging on her obnoxious employer to wake up, but to no avail. All she could do was to watch him sleep. She smiled. This was the first time she saw the mature form of her employer sleeping. She hugged herself closer. The wind was blowing fiercely, she was hungry, depressed and mad... then finally the hazel brown-eyed prince woke up... finally.
"Botan... what... where?!" he asked scratching his head.
"HA!! Now you're asking me? It's your fault Koenma!" she shouted.
"Me?! It's your old rusty oar's fault!!" The prince replied, brushing off the sand on his shoulders.
"FYI, o great prince! Oars are made of WOOD and it will NEVER rust!! And who was tugging on the oar in the first place?!" she exclaimed back, not minding she was a few inches away from his face.
"Wow! So you have a brain after all!" He replied, turning his back to her.
"I'm not finished with you!! You told me you didn't drink and there you were, drinking five whole bottles of sake! What's going on with you?!" She asked with a tinge of pleading in her voice.
"Since when did you start caring?" He inquired, not turning to face her.
"Since before... you're my friend and---" She was cut-off.
"No need for that... and besides who do you think you are? You're just my ferry girl, got that?" He replied, turning his face to meet hers.
"You really don't have a heart... I guess there's no sense in caring and loving you after all..." she whispered back and then sighed.
Koenma turned back his gaze to her, taken aback from what he heard or what he hoped he had heard...
"C'mon... we better find some shelter, looks like it's going to rain." He said, waiting for her to catch up to him.
"Hai..." she nodded and went to follow him.
"You might as well pick up some twigs along the way so we can have fire." He told her, picking up some twigs himself.
Botan did what she was told to do but she still didn't like the idea of him pushing her around again.
"It would've been really be great if I'd been stuck with Kurama, Yusuke, or Hiei... I can also bear Kuwabara or Mr. Wilson, perhaps? But no, I have to be stuck with HIM!!" she mumbled, unaware that Koenma was watching her.
"It would be faster if you stopped mumbling things that would not help us, okay?" He said softly.
"Hmph. Don't pretend to be nice, okay? It creeps me out" She shouted.
"I'm not pretending, I'm just agitated." He answered back.
"Agitated huh? Well then, it would be great to tell me why you pushed yourself to drink too much." She replied.
"What did you expect, it was a party, Botan. I thought you were getting smarter." He replied, shoving his hair back from his face.
"No... I mean... you look like married Ningens, you know, when they have problems." She said, not minding the insult she'd just received again.
Koenma eyed her carefully. Did her lavender eyes reflect concern for him? Or for their situation? He didn't know.
"First of all, I'm not a Ningen. Second, stop asking questions. And third, keep on picking up twigs!" he replied, his patience wearing off.
"But I am, look!!" She exclaimed, handing him four pieces of small-length twigs, her eyes rounded like the eyes of a small little girl.
"Do you think this would start a fire and would keep the fire burning?!" He answered back, then sighed.
After some time, they found a small cave where they could rest. Koenma furiously rubbed two twigs together to start a fire, and luckily it worked. Silence ensued between them, probably because they didn't see any Ningens around, only birds and insects. They were thankful that no wild animals roamed around there.
"Hey, here, eat some more." Koenma cajoled, giving Botan some left-over fruits he had gathered.
"No, thanks. I'm going to sleep now." She replied, readying herself to sleep.
"It would be better if uhm... you just stayed close to me..." He suggested as his face reddened. He hoped that she wouldn't take it the wrong way.
"Uh... Okay... Thanks." Botan responded, resting her head on his chest. She curled up and dozed off into sleep.
He blushed then smiled a little bit... resting his head on the rough edges of the cave. He slowly fell asleep.
Author's Notes:
Mr. Wilson came from the movie Cast Away, Tom Hanks' friend ball.
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Cast Away
by Sonyai Youri at sonyai_youri@yahoo.com
Botan glanced around for someone else beside them... no one. She kept on tugging on her obnoxious employer to wake up, but to no avail. All she could do was to watch him sleep. She smiled. This was the first time she saw the mature form of her employer sleeping. She hugged herself closer. The wind was blowing fiercely, she was hungry, depressed and mad... then finally the hazel brown-eyed prince woke up... finally.
"Botan... what... where?!" he asked scratching his head.
"HA!! Now you're asking me? It's your fault Koenma!" she shouted.
"Me?! It's your old rusty oar's fault!!" The prince replied, brushing off the sand on his shoulders.
"FYI, o great prince! Oars are made of WOOD and it will NEVER rust!! And who was tugging on the oar in the first place?!" she exclaimed back, not minding she was a few inches away from his face.
"Wow! So you have a brain after all!" He replied, turning his back to her.
"I'm not finished with you!! You told me you didn't drink and there you were, drinking five whole bottles of sake! What's going on with you?!" She asked with a tinge of pleading in her voice.
"Since when did you start caring?" He inquired, not turning to face her.
"Since before... you're my friend and---" She was cut-off.
"No need for that... and besides who do you think you are? You're just my ferry girl, got that?" He replied, turning his face to meet hers.
"You really don't have a heart... I guess there's no sense in caring and loving you after all..." she whispered back and then sighed.
Koenma turned back his gaze to her, taken aback from what he heard or what he hoped he had heard...
"C'mon... we better find some shelter, looks like it's going to rain." He said, waiting for her to catch up to him.
"Hai..." she nodded and went to follow him.
"You might as well pick up some twigs along the way so we can have fire." He told her, picking up some twigs himself.
Botan did what she was told to do but she still didn't like the idea of him pushing her around again.
"It would've been really be great if I'd been stuck with Kurama, Yusuke, or Hiei... I can also bear Kuwabara or Mr. Wilson, perhaps? But no, I have to be stuck with HIM!!" she mumbled, unaware that Koenma was watching her.
"It would be faster if you stopped mumbling things that would not help us, okay?" He said softly.
"Hmph. Don't pretend to be nice, okay? It creeps me out" She shouted.
"I'm not pretending, I'm just agitated." He answered back.
"Agitated huh? Well then, it would be great to tell me why you pushed yourself to drink too much." She replied.
"What did you expect, it was a party, Botan. I thought you were getting smarter." He replied, shoving his hair back from his face.
"No... I mean... you look like married Ningens, you know, when they have problems." She said, not minding the insult she'd just received again.
Koenma eyed her carefully. Did her lavender eyes reflect concern for him? Or for their situation? He didn't know.
"First of all, I'm not a Ningen. Second, stop asking questions. And third, keep on picking up twigs!" he replied, his patience wearing off.
"But I am, look!!" She exclaimed, handing him four pieces of small-length twigs, her eyes rounded like the eyes of a small little girl.
"Do you think this would start a fire and would keep the fire burning?!" He answered back, then sighed.
After some time, they found a small cave where they could rest. Koenma furiously rubbed two twigs together to start a fire, and luckily it worked. Silence ensued between them, probably because they didn't see any Ningens around, only birds and insects. They were thankful that no wild animals roamed around there.
"Hey, here, eat some more." Koenma cajoled, giving Botan some left-over fruits he had gathered.
"No, thanks. I'm going to sleep now." She replied, readying herself to sleep.
"It would be better if uhm... you just stayed close to me..." He suggested as his face reddened. He hoped that she wouldn't take it the wrong way.
"Uh... Okay... Thanks." Botan responded, resting her head on his chest. She curled up and dozed off into sleep.
He blushed then smiled a little bit... resting his head on the rough edges of the cave. He slowly fell asleep.
Author's Notes:
Mr. Wilson came from the movie Cast Away, Tom Hanks' friend ball.
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