Cast Away
by Natsumi
Chapter 2
Botan glances around for someone else besides them… no one. She kept on
tugging her obnoxious employer to wake up but to no avail. All she can do is to
watch him sleep. She smiles. This is the first time she saw the mature form of
her employer sleeping. She hugged herself closer. The wind is blowing fiercely,
she’s 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 shouts
couldn’t take more of him like he is to her.
“Me?! it’s your old rusty oar’s fault!!” the prince replied, shoving the
sand in his shoulders.
“FYI!! O great prince!!! Oars are made of WOOD and it will NEVER rust!! And
who was tugging the oar in the first place????” she exclaimed back, not
minding she’s 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 don’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 whispers back and sighs.
Koenma turns 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 added 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
asked picking up some twigs.
Botan did what she was told to do but still she didn’t like the idea of him
again pushing her around.
“It would really be great if I could be stuck with Kurama… Yusuke… Hiei…
I can also bear Kuwabara or Mr. Wilson perhaps? But no… I have to be stuck
with HIM!!” she mumbles. Not knowing that Koenma was watching her.
“It would be faster if you stop 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 to much?!” she replied.
“What would you expect it’s a party Botan? I thought you were getting any
smarter.” He replied shoving his hair back.
“No… I mean… you look like married Ningens, you know when they have
problems?” she asked, not minding the insult she just received again.
Koenma eyed her carefully. Her lavender eyes reflected eyes of concern for him?
Or for their situation? He doesn’t know.
“First of all… I’m not a Ningen… second stop asking questions… and
third keep on picking 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 eyes of a small little girl.
“Do you think these would start a fire and would keep the fire burning?!” he
answered back then sighs.
After some time, they found a small cave where they can rest. Koenma 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. But they’re pretty much thankful that no wild animals roamed around
there.
“Hey, here eat some more.” He asked giving her some loft-over fruits he
gathered a while ago.
“No, thanks. I’m going to sleep now…” she replied readying herself to
sleep.
“It would be better if uhm… you just stay close to me…” he said as his
face reddens, hoping that she doesn’t take it the wrong way.
“Uh… Okay… thanks.” She replied resting her head in his chest. She
curled up and dozed off to sleep.
He blushed then smiled a little bit… resting his head in the rough edges of
the cave. He slowly goes to sleep till the sun rises again.
Author's Notes:
How did it turned out? Please tell me what you think!! It would really help me.
Mr. Wilson came from the movie Cast Away, Tom Hanks’ friend ball.