Dark Con of Enma : Don't Trust the Church
A/N : If you couldn't tell already, the Da Vinci Code was a big inspiration for this fic. Hope you enjoy both. .
"You have some explaining to do, onna."
Botan shivered at Hiei's deep voice. His eyes were searching hers. She realized that it was still night. She swallowed even though her throat was dry.
"H-Hiei, I don't know what you mean."
The Koorime glared at her with malice. Botan wanted to back away as his black cloak whispered as he stepped towards her.
"What happened to you back in Rekai? Tell me."
His voice was not caring or concerning. It was stone cold, just like his soul. Botan lowered her head, and for a moment it looked like she was praying.
"I'm not entirely sure." She paused, her thoughts scrambled. "I'm sorry."
Botan looked up to see Hiei gaze at her. His eyes held something behind them. Instinct. Something dangerous, curious, and wary. Botan returned his eye contact as she thought about the short demon. In her opinion, Hiei was the essence of power and beauty. He didn't have obnoxious muscles that bulged and twitched, but a lean and well toned body. And his deep red eyes and wild black hair just added to his beauty.
'Whoa, what the heck am I thinking?' Botan thought to herself, shaking herself completely awake. She stood and saw that Hiei and gone. She walked toward the door and opened it slowly, wincing as it creaked loudly. Kurama and Yusuke were awake, Kuwabara was sleeping on the floor. Hiei was missing.
"Oh, you're awake."
Yusuke tried to sound like he didn't care, but Botan saw his worried glances. She smiled warmly, not enjoying the fact that people were fretting about her.
"I'm fine, it was nothing. Really."
Kurama gave her a small half-smile and ushered her to join the two of them. Botan settled herself on the couch and waited for the conversation/planning to begin.
"Why would a demon disguise himself as a priest?" Yusuke questioned, scratching is head.
"Arch Bishop." Kurama interjected.
"Whatever, the point is, why? So he has a thing against Enma and Koenma, why chose the form of a bishop?"
Botan spoke up, her head finally clearing, well for the most part.
"Maybe this secret of Enma's has to do with the church, not that a demon would care..." She trailed off, frowning. "Maybe he wanted power, but why not use a movie star, heck, why not the Pope?"
The three teammates that were also friends fell silent, thinking. If Enma did have a secret, how big could it possibly be? That was when Kurama let out a startled gasp. Yusuke and Botan turned to him, their gazes locked.
"Remember how the Bishop said that Enma and Koenma were not the heirs to their throne?" He looked at Yusuke and then to Botan as they nodded slowly. "Well, what if the Arch Bishop thinks that Enma wasn't supposed to be in control of what he is? What if someone was supposed to be controlling life and the afterlife?"
Botan felt herself shiver. It was unthinkable. Enma had been around since the beginning of time. If that wasn't true, then who was? Kurama noticed the horrified look on Botan's face.
"But that doesn't mean the what the Arch Bishop said was true. I'm sure that there is nothing to worry about."
Yusuke snickered and shook his head.
"Yeah, except the demon that impersonates holy men!"
Kurama sighed and sat on the couch next to Botan, exhausted from all his conclusions and desperate attempts to put the puzzle together. All of a sudden, Botan's spirit compact started to ring. Botan gasped as she dug it out of her robes and flipped it open. Koenma's face was on the other side.
"Botan, Yusuke, we can't find him. We've tried to spot the strongest demonic energies in Ningenkai but all we come up with is Kurama, Hiei, and Yusuke."
Botan narrowed her lavender eyes. So no one could detect his spirit energy. That's odd and also made the situation quite worse. Now they didn't have any idea where he was, or what world he was in at the moment.
"Keep your guard up. Koenma out."
Botan snapped the compact shut and slumped into the couch.
"Now what? We can't do a thing."
Yusuke got up and brushed himself off.
"Botan, you get some rest, Kurama and I will go find Hiei so we can trade off as look outs."
Botan nodded and went back to her room. Actually, the last thing that our favorite ferry girl wanted to do was sleep. She couldn't.
She gazed out the window of her room as she undid her hair, letting the cerulean strands fall gracefully, framing her face. Even if Enma was not the true heir to the throne, and this was just a notion, not something that Botan would ever admit to thinking, why the big hype? Sure if someone found out, it would be devastating, but who would believe them? If the went around yelling that God wasn't really God.
She sighed as she changed out of her kimono and into a white nightgown that she had always left at Genkai's just in case she had an impromptu visit. Her eyes were hooded, trying to lie to her body and say that was tired. Botan gazed at the full moon. Oh how she longed to fly in the skies. But it would be too risky. Too dangerous.
Botan huffed and sat on the bed. She was happy that she was back with the Rekai Tentei, but now everyone was on end. Not to mention something was wrong with her. Botan put a delicate hand over her heart. Her chest was still vibrating, though not as much as before. It was terrifying. Something told Botan that whatever was happening wasn't a cold or the flu. It was something bigger. Of greater importance.
That was when Botan noticed that her window was still open. She got up to close it when a hand stopped her. Botan felt her heart race as she gazed into the face of the intruder. His face was old and lined with wrinkles. His blue eyes sparkled with an emotion that made Botan feel slimy.
"I've been waiting so long for this moment. You have no idea."
