Botan's Stalker
by Reiko
Chapter 2
"Botan!"
"Hai, Koenma-sama?" She quickly ran inside Koenma's office. Throwing
the door ajar, she stood there huffing and puffing. Koenma raised an eyebrow at
her.
"What's wrong?"
"Really, Botan…" He began rolling his eyes. "Do you have to
rush in here like there's a fire or something?"
"I thought…"
"Botan?"
Botan stopped upon hearing a soft, shy voice penetrating inside the office. She
shifted her eyes from Koenma's face, looking for the source. Her gaze finally
landed on a woman, staring at her shyly. She found herself wondering who the new
face is since she hadn't seen her before.
"It's so nice to finally meet you." The woman began standing up, her
head bowed slightly. "I'm Otsuka Sayuri."
"O-oh…" Botan stuttered, her eyes widening. She studied the woman
beside Koenma and instantly, she felt a pang of subtle envy rushed through her.
The woman Koenma was about to marry is beautiful. Her hair is like spun ebony,
gleaming and shining with health. It fell softly to her shoulders accentuating
her milky complexion. Her face silken white and blemish-free with a tinge of
pink tints as their only adornment and her lips, like dipped in cherry.
Botan couldn't help but notice the way they stood there, side byside. Indeed,
the woman is made for Koenma. She stands up to his chin, a perfect fit for his
height and the way she moves… graceful, and delicate, showing her noble
breeding. She is indeed a woman made
for a prince.
"Botan?" Koenma hissed.
"N-nani?" She stuttered, looking at Koenma's tight statement. Upon
realizing that she was staring quite rudely for quite some time, she immediately
put on her best smile.
"I-it's nice to meet you, Sayuri-sama. Finally." She said bowing low.
With that, Sayuri let out a soft giggle.
"Oh please…" She began walking towards her. "No -sama
onegai?"
"B-but…"
"Koenma told me about you and it seems that you are the only one who could
make him sit still and stop him for a while, knowing just how workaholic this
bishounen here is." She said smiling and turning to Koenma shyly. Koenma
smiled softly upon meeting her eyes. She then turned to Botan once again.
"It seems you are his only, closest friend." She continued. "And
as his wife-to-be, I'd like to ask if you could be my friend too. So, no -sama,
all right?"
Botan stared at her waiting statement. She was about to open her mouth when
suddenly she felt it again… the cold piercing eyes looking at her….
<"I'm gonna get you…>
Instantly, she paled. She felt cold, her eyes frantically looking around the
office.
No eyes.
No body.
Nothing but air.
"Botan?"
She looked at Koenma's confused statement but nevertheless it showed her worry,
concern.
"D-did you hear that?" She asked.
"Hear what?" Koenma asked walking towards her. "Are you feeling
okay? You're pale."
"Yes, you're white as sheet. Do you need anything, Botan-chan? A little
wine perhaps, to get your color back? She asked equally worried. "You're
cold." She added touching her arm.
Botan smiled.
"Wine? Wine is good." She replied the thought of filling her brain
with alcohol making her mouth water.
"All right." Sayuri said as she proceeded to get some. Koenma
immediately stopped her.
"No. No alcohol." He said firmly. Then he turned to Botan sternly.
"You have been drinking more this past couple of weeks, Botan."
"What do you mean?" She protested.
"You practically drank all the champagne at Shizuru's party,
remember?" He said. "I practically have to drag you in here that
night."
"At least it doesn't interfere with my work." She answered back.
"And besides, I only took-- um…" She paused, looking up to think.
"Took only what, Botan?" Koenma said, crossing his arms over his chest
and smirking at her, waiting for her answer. When nothing came, he spoke firmly.
"How the hell can you remember? You were so drunk!"
Botan fell silent. How could she explain everything to him without sounding
crazy? She is feeling something, hearing something… Somebody is out to get
her… Someone she couldn't even see! Instantly fear filled her, the desire to
get some alcohol got stronger than ever.
<I need a drink… > She thought.
Sayuri cleared her throat, shattering Botan's thoughts. Trying to ease the
tension, she spoke mildly. "So where were we?" She asked. "Ah…
so what do you say, Botan-chan? No -sama, all right?"
Botan blinked, snapping out of her trance. She looked at her and forced out a
smile.
"As you wish, Sayuri-chan." She said finally. The woman's smile
widened. Then she turned towards Koenma.
"Do you mind if I spend the rest of the afternoon with Botan-chan,
dear?" She asked softly. "I'll just meet you later tonight."
"But I'm helping with the preparations for the party tonight." Botan
said quickly.
"Oh… then I'll help." Sayuri said immediately. "After all it's
my engagement party, ne?"
"But…"
"Oh no buts Botan-chan." Sayuri quickly said, dismissing her with a
delicate wave of her hand. "At least I can show off to my sisters
later on. They don't know a single thing about throwing parties." Then she
turned to Koenma.
"Will it be all right, dear?" She asked again, the shyness coming back
at once.
"Whatever will make you happy." He replied softly. Then he turned to
Botan who was still lost in space.
"And no drinking." He said firmly. "And don't even think of
sneaking off, I will surely know."
"Don't worry I'll take care of her." Sayuri said laughing softly,
pulling Botan with her out of the office.
"Ikou!" She said cheerfully leaving Koenma staring after them.
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Koenma sat alone in his office later that night, the faint sounds coming from
the palace ballroom his only companion. He had excused himself from Sayuri for a
reason he couldn't even fathom. And now he just found himself walking away from
the party, suddenly inside this dimly lit office, alone and thinking.
<Three more months… > He thought as he slumped his back against his
chair. Without thinking, he opened his desk drawer and fished out a small,
velvet box well hidden in its secret compartment. Placing it on his desk, he
sighed and opened it.
<Yuki… > He thought as he held out a small band. He smiled faintly as it
gleamed against the pale moonlight illuminating the office.
"It still has its shine." He thought twirling the ring around his
fingers.
It has been what? Decades? Centuries? But the memory still ran fresh inside his
mind. How can he forget when he has Botan to remind him of everything?
<Botan… >
He gave out a humorless laugh. Just thinking about that made him glad Ayame
wasn't here to witness this. He won't know what to say to her after all the
things she did, the things she said. But then, something inside him wished that
she were here. She would know what to do or to say. She always knows what to do
in situations like this, unlike him…
Well, he had no other choice. It was actually three years after the Makai
Tournament when he had received a report from the High Council saying that
Ayame's term is up. She was reborn with Koenma personally seeing to it.
Basically, he was the last person she saw before joining the human world.
And that's just it. Ayame and Botan, they are the same. Same ferry girls, same
fate; same to be reborn since they have no immortal souls, same to leave Rei Kai
eventually… leave him... But then, it made him wonder… Is that the reason?
Is that the reason that's keeping him from loving Botan or Yuki again? What's
more, is he still in love?
Without thinking, he slowly put the ring on his finger and stared at it. A
perfect fit. He heaved a sigh as he looked out the window, the sound of music
coming from the ballroom slowly fading as he transported himself back in time.
He remembered her first smile, her first laughter… his first smile, his very
first laughter. He clearly remembered the days where she would instantly lift
his spirits up. Somehow she always found a way to lighten him up after his
grueling work here. The first night they shared as a married couple…
He closed his eyes as he slowly brought elegant, long fingers to massage his
temples. So many memories, so many to remember... But the thing that really
hurts him is the fact that Botan doesn't seem to remember any of it. Well, yes
he never doubted the power of the River Lethe but somehow he's hoping that a
sign would eventually turn up. A sign of whether he is doing the right choice
or… He stopped.
Choice?! What choice is he talking about?! He let out a humorless laugh.
Choice?!
Many would think that being a prince is a gratifying profession. Sure you get to
scream and yell and order people around you if you want to. You get to live in a
magnificent palace, occupy the most spacious and elegant room. You get to be
respected, with the highest title of - sama always tagged after your name (Well,
that is with the exception of Urameshi and the gang. They never really did give
him the respect he certainly deserves).
Many would think that he is lucky, even with the heavy workload, to have royal
blood… but what they don't know is the loneliness and sadness tagged after him
together with the noble duty he has to perform. A noble duty where he has to
sacrifice all of him, even his happiness…
<Three more months… >
Well, not that he doesn't like Sayuri… He likes her all right. She is
beautiful, kind, shy... well oftentimes bashful, truly of noble birth. She obeys
without question, she would surely serve her noble purpose as his wife and the
future queen of Rei Kai, but that's where it ends. Something is lacking,
something that even he couldn't understand. He had grown to like her, but to
love her…
He shook his head. Love. Such a strange thing. Love was supposed to make him
happy for the rest of his life but instead it had hurt him, made him miserable.
He had completely shut that thing out of his life thinking that people like him
don't love. They are not entitled to have it. Just like now, he is marrying
because of duty, as simple as that.
Choice?
He snorted. Such word doesn't exist anymore. Well, at least, for him. Just then,
he heard the door of his office creaked open. He hastily removed the ring off
his finger and placed it back in the box.
"Koenma-sama?" Botan asked entering the office, just in time to see
him shove something hastily inside his drawer.
"Nani?" He asked quite gruffly as he turned around to face her.
Instantly his face softened upon seeing her before him.
<Lovely… > He thought noticing how the blue waves of her hair cascaded
softly against her shoulders. Her eyes wide with surprise and wonder, but to him
it showed innocence and vulnerability. And the way she stood there, so timid and
shy, uncertain… so unlike the noisy Botan he knew. He resisted the urge
to walk towards her and wrap his arms around that perfectly shaped body.
"D-Daijoubu desu ka, Koenma-sama?" Botan asked suddenly feeling tense
with the look he gave her. A look she now always sees in him… A look of… She
hastily turned away as she felt her cheeks warming up.
Was it desire she saw or was is just the moon playing tricks on her? Anyhow,
lately Koenma's acting strange. Oftentimes, she would catch him staring at her,
his eyes conveying things she couldn't understand. And then the next moment he
would be irritable and then stare at her again... it just goes on and on! She
really hates to admits this but now he is actually giving her the creeps.
"Botan…" She heard him whisper. She was surprised at how beautiful
her name had sounded when it came out of his lips. She could feel his warmth
reaching her as he slowly made his way towards her. Then something inside her
snapped. She shook her head, forcing herself to clear her thoughts.
"S-Sayuri-sama is- is asking for you, Koenma-sama." She squeaked.
With that, Koenma stopped abruptly. Upon hearing the name, he blinked his eyes
as he tried his best focusing his brain. Then realizing that he is standing so
close to the warm woman before him who was actually making him hyperventilated,
he hastily stepped back, his cheeks
flaming with obvious embarrassment.
"She- she's asking for me?" He asked, shoving his hands inside his
pockets.
Botan only nodded mutely as her reply. Then with one last look, she quickly
turned away from him and left him staring after her with obvious confusion.
TBC ^_~