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Botan’s Heartbroken Healing
Eternity
tigers_in_siberia@yahoo.com
Stupid, stupid me. How stupid could a girl ever get?
Why am I telling myself this? I know that it is a
pointless match with myself. I fell and fell hard when
I knew it was a losing case.
I walk over to the large golden doors and press the
com button. "It's Botan. Open up." The doors open for
me. All I see at first is a hallway. That's usual so I
keep going. The hallway widens and finally ends with a
room. A very large room. The room was full of demons
running all over the place or yelling on phones or
ordering underlings about. Also usual so I didn't stop
to chat with anyone like I usually do when I have free
time.
Regardless of what some people say, demons are very
nice people to have as friends. That is as long as
they are the good demons that love to help out with
all the work. The bad demons don't chat or do work
unless tearing up a person or being is work then they
love that chore with a passion. I don't converse with
those types very often. Only when the situation calls
for immediate action like when Yusuke has to go into
their realm to retrieve a very small someone who was
kidnapped. Now that that is over, I can laugh at it.
It was kind of funny. The nicer demons are like
everyday type of people and like to talk to someone
who is living, every once and a while. Some of them
have very interesting things to say, so I listen and
learn things I normally would have never learned.
One demon didn't see me until the last second and had
to do a spectacular move in order to save the armful
of paperwork from falling.
"Oh, hi Botan." He said once he got the situation
under control.
"Hello George. Are you going to Koenma's office with
all of that?" I asked, knowing full well that he was.
George was the only demon who wasn't totally afraid of
the demon prince of hell. I even suspected that he
respected and looked up to the toddler price. That was
good. Koenma was looking kind of down lately and a
good friend or two might help to cheer him up.
Why am I feeling worried all of a sudden for Koenma?
Those were dangerous thoughts that shouldn't surface
at this time. I carefully put them in the back of my
mind for later reference. It wouldn't do for me to
show up in his office while contemplating these odd
feelings. No, that wouldn't be good at all.
"Yeah." Thank you George for bringing me back to the
here and now.
"Well, I could take those to him for you if you like.
I'm on my way to his office right now anyway."
"Oh could you? I owe you big for this, Botan." His
obvious relief gave me a stab of guilt. I was doing
this in part because I wanted to talk with Koenma
alone and have no distractions but I knew that he felt
that I was going out of my way to do this for him.
Mentally, I sighed. Oh well. At least things will work
out this way.
"Of course. It's no trouble at all."
"Are you sure?" He asked dubiously.
"Yes, yes." I grab the papers. They're heavier then I
originally thought. Perhaps he does owe me for this
one. How much does this stack weigh anyway? Fifty
pounds? I sniffed daintily. Koenma was about to get a
word of advice whether he liked it or not.
I hefted my way into his office and drop the stack of
papers on his desk. The loud 'thud' startled him from
his nap. His surprised eyes took in the scene of the
papers and of my standing there and quickly caught up
with the situation.
Beautiful eyes, my mind supplied while I was
distracted. I backed up mentally to review that
thought. Now where did that come from? To fully
understand ideas and to get them to go away, you must
stand back and observe what that particular idea said.
Yes, now that I look, that impression was perfectly
right. His eyes are beautiful. They are brown with
gold flecks that turned the entire color of the eyes
golden when they hit the light just right. Whoa there.
Hold it right there. I thought I was going to store up
those and review them later. Obviously it wasn't going
to be happening that away.
"Yes Botan." Koenma asked in his sort of nasally
voice, bringing me back to the real world.
"Oh uh I want to give you a piece of advice before I
come to the reason why I'm here. Those demons of yours
do more work then you think. Do you have any idea how
much those papers weigh when stacked together?"
"Well, demons were built to be able to carry two tons
if necessary. What does that have to do with
anything?"
I huffed, growing mad with him. "Well, I think you
should reward them. Those things must weigh over a few
tons. No wonder they're so strong. With this type of
job who wouldn't get strong?"
"Good point. I'll note it and look at it whenever I
have free time."
I snort mentally. That really means never since he
doesn't have free time. When he does, it's when his
father is here working instead of him and that is like
never. I wonder just how many things he has on that
list to do in his "free time" and if my suggestion
will ever reach his eyes in oh say the next hundred or
so years. Oh well. I did the best I could.
"What is the real reason that you're in my office? It
isn't to read me some demon right law or something
like that. I know it. You're troubled about
something."
Right, just get right to the point. That's our not so
little demon prince for you. Never one to skirt
things, so why should I. I started trembling. So light
that no one but myself could see it. I already knew
the answer to that question. I was scared. How do I
start? Why in the heck am I confessing to the prince
of hell? That was dangerous turf and I knew it. Koenma
had the power to do anything in the universe to me for
less reason then a friend coming for a chat. I'm not
scared of him as a person but of his position. He is
my friend. I truly hope that he considers me a friend
as well.
Now, how to start this conversation. "Yes, you are
right as usual. I guess I just came here hoping for a
friendly ear to listen to my sorrows."
He brightened. "Ah, so you're not here for the prince
but the person." He seemed elated. Weird. He cocked
his head in confusion. "Now what problem are you
bringing for me?"
"Well, you see, I fell in love with this guy." Even
odder, he seemed crestfallen. I hurried on. "And well
the guy has a girlfriend already." Now he looked just
plain dangerous. Why oh why did I have to bring my
problems to him? I asked myself for the thousandth
time.
His eyes, his beautiful eyes were mere slits. "I see.
You know that this guy has a girlfriend but you
couldn't help but fall in love with him. Am I right?"
His voice was dead serious. It was like he was daring
me to disagree with him. It wasn't like I could deny
what he said anyway. He had it right on.
"Yes. I just don't know how I'm going to get over
him. I thought that you might know more about this
then me."
His chuckle lightened my mood. He was amused by all
of this. That little devil was just plain amused. If I
had any energy I would have killed him with my bare
hands but as it was all I could do was turn bright
red. Guys, oh they infuriate me!
"That is a very easy situation to get out of." A
different voice said. I looked up to see that Koenma
was in his adult form. His brown hair was long and
wavy. He was missing that headdress that had his name
on it but now had the word JR written on his forehead.
The only things that didn't change were his eyes.
Those beautiful golden brown eyes were still staring
at me with amusement.
I forgot how to breathe for a second. He really was
breathtakingly handsome. No wonder all the girls in
the realms seem to be so taken with him. Then his
words registered. "Well then tell me the solution." I
demanded a bit too harsh.
He leaned back in his chair and folded his hands
behind his head. "Nope. That's not how it works. You
have to be nicer to me."
"WHAT!" That rotten little scoundrel. When he dies
I'm not going to show him a bit of mercy.
"Yup. I think you're being mean to me so I won't tell
you the answer to you problem until you apologies to
me."
What is he getting at? I stopped for a moment. Dang
him. He was being playful. That little baka was
messing around with me.
Well, two can play at this game. I do act like a blond
at times because it most benefits me. You can't live
years and years and not get smart but being a blond
makes enemies underestimate you and then it benefits
the whole not only the one. One thing I have learned
to do as a blond is prancing like a blond. Now was the
time to see if I ever perfected it.
I pranced over and sat down on his desk. He got the
look like a deer got right before a car crashed into
it. It's working, I thought with glee. I bent over and
grinned as his face turned just as red as mine was
just a few minuets ago.
"I'm being nice to you." Now that I had a little bit
of time to think, I wondered why in the heck I was
using this to get his solution. I know that, given
time, I would have figured it out for myself. So why
in the heck was I doing this? Some little voice
whispered to me but I couldn't hear it.
He swallowed nervously. "The answer is to fall in love
with a different guy. Find one that you could like and
force yourself to always think about him. End of
story."
I backed away slowly and grinned. "Now why didn't I
think of that?" I frowned. "But who can I love?" The
whisper got louder. What was it saying? I tried
listening further to no avail. What does it want?
"There are many males in all of the kais that would be
honored to receive your love." He said seriously.
I grinned. "Thanks Koenma. That was a huge help." I
leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. Instead I felt
his lips on mine. Such heaven couldn't exist anywhere
else I surmised. When I felt his hand come behind my
head to deepen the kiss it sort of snapped me back to
reality. I pushed away from him with a look of horror
written on my face. What did this mean? He must have
seen it for he looked heartbroken but resolute. It was
as if he had accepted that what Fate threw at him.
I backed up to the door and turned around ready to
open it when his voice stopped me. "Botan." I turned
around again to look at him. He held a heart shaped
box of chocolates in one hand and sky blue roses in
the other. I was about ready to cry. "Happy Valentines
Day. I'm sorry that it turned out so bad for you."
I had forgotten about that Ningenkai holiday where the
one you love gives you something to express their love
and you give something back. Except here I had
nothing. I could hear that whisper now. It told me
that I was in love with the demon prince. It all made
sense now.
I ran back to him bypassing the desk. I ran straight
into his arms and hugged him. "All I have to give you
is my love. Will that be enough?" I asked him through
my tears.
He smoothed my hair, comforting me. "That gift is much
more precious then the one I am giving you. Can you
accept a mean tempered busy demon like me?"
"Of course I can. All you had to do was ask." This
kiss this time was no accident. And this time, when I
left his office, I was grinning like a fool.
I am now over Yusuke. How could I not be? He's sweet
under all that gruff but then he was never meant to be
mine. Koenma is a different story. Koenma has always
belonged to be whether or not I was aware of that
fact. I think things are going to be ok now.
~ Owari ~
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