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It was somewhat relieving to be somewhere other
than Makai
though still anxiety provoking all the same to not be at least in Human
World. The
weary slaves had all been herded like beaten cattle into a large room
where
they were to wait until they were called. Windows were at least present
within
the waiting room to allow those within to gaze outside if they wished
to from
the castle high up in the sky. Nari sat upon one of the plush sofas to
look out
the towering window behind her at the clouds and roads she could see
intertwining with one another almost like a dance to her. She kept her
son hid
still within the rug she held, believing that Koenma was uncertain if
Okuro was
a mixed demon or not.

“I guess this is heaven,” Felix remarked as he sat
not too
far away from Nari who was gazing outside.

“I guess so,” she whispered as she drank the water
that was
within her hand. It was the first time in years to finally be able to
drink
something that wasn’t contaminated with dirt or smelt of a demon’s
seed. It was
soothing to her battered and weary body that had slept for a few days
just to
recuperate from the beatings it took. “It’s hard to believe we are
finally
here.”

“I honestly never thought I would make it here,”
Felix
remarked with a brief chuckle of amazement. “I thought for sure I would
die
there and never see my family again.” Quiet for a moment, Felix
scratched the
side of his face with a bit of a sigh. “However, I have to admit I am a
bit
hesitant about going back…with all things considered.”

“What do you mean?” Nari wondered as she ate some
of the
bread there on the table in front of them.

Felix parted his legs so he could rest his
forearms on his
thighs while eyeing the food there in front of them. “It’s hard to
imagine that
someone could take a human man and make him feel less than human let
alone less
like a man.” Felix’s stomach couldn’t handle the sight of food there
before him
any longer as he reached for an apple not too far away from him. “I was
beaten
and ridiculed by a woman of a different species and it is truly hard to
believe
but…I cannot go back to the Philippines and be the way I used to.”

Nari nodded at what her friend was saying as she
reached for
a peach to give to her covered son. “I guess it would be difficult for
me to go
home even now as I am, especially given how I look.”

Felix’s dark eyes gazed over at Nari as he looked
up her
body clothed in the white nightgown like shirt Botan had spared her. He
could
still see the many marks on her body that were tremendous and hard not
to look
upon.

“I can only wonder what my parents are doing now,”
Nari
wondered quietly as she looked for another peach to give to her hungry
son. “I
doubt they would even recognize me…”

The marked Asian male managed a brief smile as he
placed his
hand upon her shoulder. “I am sure they will recognize their daughter
when she
returns home.”

The door opened up front as the sky blue haired
messenger
girl held a list of names within her hand. Checking off the last person
she had
called, she looked to the next one. “Hugo Hernandez,” Botan called out
as she
looked about the room hoping the name might ring a bell to someone.

Felix lifted his head at the sound of it and
couldn’t help
but laugh quietly with a shocked expression. “Wow—it’s been a long time
since I
heard that name.” Looking back at Nari he offered another smile to her
before
getting to his feet. “I have to go now. That is me they are calling.”

“Good luck, Hugo,” Nari whispered as she held onto
his hand
until releasing it.

“I had it all the time when you named me Felix,”
he chuckled
lightly. “In Latin it means ‘lucky’ so thanks for that.” Parting from
the
scene, Hugo headed for Botan and followed her to Koenma once the door
shut.

Okuro moved close to his mother prompting Nari to
gaze down
at him as she held onto him gently. “At least we are safe for now,
Okuro,” Nari
whispered as she rocked her son a little. “All we can do is wait for us
to be
called…”

Candy watched from across the room, where she was
talking
with other New Yorkers, as Nari continued to try and console her son as
well as
herself. Her hands pushing herself off of the sofa she was upon, Candy
excused
herself over to where the trembling blond was sitting in the back.
Joining the
young woman, she intertwined her fingers as she eyed Nari with a simple
nod.
“So how are you doing?”

Nari offered a smile to Candy. “I am alright. It
took a lot
of Koenma’s healing powers or whatever it was he used but my body feels
a bit
better,” she answered as she reached for a chip to nibble on. “Right
now I am nervously
waiting for my name to be called so my fate can be decided.”

“Ditto,” Candy sighed as she ran her fingers
through her
messy, black hair. Fidgeting, she began to wonder if it would be
appropriate to
ask what the screaming was all about when Nari had probably been
traumatized
enough. “So,” Candy began anyway, “what happened to you…down in the
basement, I
mean.”

To recall the images that she could so clearly see
in her
mind made Nari’s fingers tremble almost uncontrollably. “I’d—I’d rather
not
talk about it….he did some awful things to me…”

“That’s alright,” Candy insisted as she turned
around to
look out at the night sky. “It sure looks nice outside for once. It’s
nice to
be able to view the world from behind a window and not behind bars.”

Nari looked back out the window to watch as some
of the
clouds passed them slowly by. Reaching her free hand out to touch the
glass,
she managed a smile at being able to do such without being punished.
“It’s
different being able to do whatever we want to now and not be beaten
for it.”

“Yeah, a whole week has gone by and I haven’t been
touched,”
Candy scoffed as she rubbed the scar she could feel on her right cheek.
“It’s
nice to be free again.”

The ivy green, weary eyes of Nari gazed about the
room
before landing them upon Candy. Another smile that was hard for her to
express
spread across her face as she situated her son in her arms. “At least
we made
it together, Candy…I was afraid you were going to end up like my old
neighbor.”

Candy scoffed as she waved off the idea. “I would
never give
up that easily.” The colorful New Yorker paused as she nudged Nari’s
arm gently
with her elbow. “And I know you wouldn’t either.”

“I almost did for a
moment there,” Nari admitted. “But I tried not to since I had been
tormented
enough.” The thoughts of the mansion dwelled within Nari’s mind as she
thought
back on the building that probably was littered with dead demons and
humans. “I
bet that place is filled with ghosts now considering the horrible
deaths of
those in that building…”

“You believe in that shit?” Candy scoffed lightly
as she
filled an empty glass with more water. “You believe in the paranormal?”

Not afraid to admit it, Nari nodded. “It is
something that
always held my interest and I sort of believed it.”

The double doors within the room opened up to show
Botan
once more with the same list that she had previously. Looking at the
paper on
the clipboard, she called the next person in line. “Mark Herbert.”

Everyone watched as a Scottish male got from his
seat off to
the right to head for the door where Botan was waiting. Nari’s anxiety
level
rose every time someone was called. The room seemed to be getting
larger with
every passing moment and it made a feeling of loneliness cast over the
area.
Taking in a deep breath, she attempted to relax herself while eating
what she
could to remain full and satisfied.

“Do you know who else got killed there in the
mansion?” Nari
asked. “I couldn’t see or hear anything going on for days when I was
locked up
in that basement.”

“My neighbor I know got killed by him,” Candy
answered with
a nod. “I saw her cut in two there upon the floor…it was the most
horrible
thing I ever did see.” Breaking the cracker in her hand into little
pieces, she
continued with a sigh. “She came from Dundee, Sound Africa I think. I
tried to
keep her with me but she panicked and fled down another hall and I was
too
fearful to follow seeing as the fox demon was last seen nearby.”
Shaking her
head at the thought of losing her friend she had gained pained Candy
even if
she didn’t know her too well. “I wish she didn’t have to die that way.
I wish
none of them had to die that way.”

“I feel the same,” Nari whispered sorrowfully as
she rubbed
Candy’s back to help console her friend, “about many I had befriended
and watched
die…”

The hours passed and everyone grew weary to the
point of
sleeping close to one another. The messenger girls continued to come in
and out
to call out who was on their list. Candy Ida was eventually called and
she
pulled herself away from the sleeping Nari and Okuro. Nari opened her
eyes in
time to watch as Candy left when her name was called. Since she
couldn’t speak
due to exhaustion, she took Candy’s extended hand until the New Yorker
pulled
from her steadily.

“Take care, Nari,” Candy whispered as she pulled
from the
sleeping pack that was left.

“Take care, Candy,” Nari responded as softly in
return
before closing her eyes once more for the night.

It was a peaceful time’s rest if any. It was
relaxing for
Nari who was always brutally awoken and jeered at until the demons left
to
destroy others and steal their valuables. To not feel worried about
what the
coming day would bring was new. She would occasionally wake up and look
around
just to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. The years had been so long and
she no
longer wanted to live in turmoil. As she remained there in the back on
the sofa
with her son, the doors opened over time and Botan stood there to call
out her
name.

“Nari Kudo,” Botan called within the room even if
some of
the slaves moaned a bit from being awoken.

Hearing her name being shouted awoke Nari from her
slumber
as she gradually got to her feet with her covered son. “I am coming,”
she
whispered to Botan in front of the doors. “Come on, son,” Nari urged
softly as
she picked up Okuro who was half asleep.

Botan waited patiently for Nari as she stepped
aside for the
young woman to finally make her way past where she stood. With the
former sex
slave outside, the messenger girl closed the doors behind her to leave
the rest
of the humans to sleep as they desired. “Follow me,” she encouraged as
she
headed down the right of the hallway to where Koenma’s office would be.

Nari followed silently behind the woman she did
not know too
well. She looked up at the towering walls that almost seemed to
disappear into
darkness, they rested so high up. Her bare feet tapping against the
marble, she
kept her shaky gaze on the back of Botan nervously. “Where are we
going?” Nari
eventually asked boldly.

“We are heading to Koenma’s office,” Botan
explained as she
finally got to the doors to open them for her. “Go on inside and do not
worry,
for he will not hurt you.”

Nari looked at the doors resting to her left
before
hesitantly touching them to open them herself to be let inside. Peeking
inside
the room, she saw the teenager that spoke to her a week ago and allowed
her to
keep her son. She walked closer to the young ruler of Spirit World with
her
head slightly bowed seeing as she never faced a ruler before and wasn’t
sure
what she was supposed to do. “You wanted to see me, sir?”

Koenma put away the paper that was before him on
his desk to
look at Nari with a nod. “Yes, I wanted to speak to you about your
situation,
Nari.” The ruler intertwined his fingers as his elbows rested upon his
desk to
eye the scarred woman. “I hope you are aware of what you want here. You
want to
go to Human World looking the way you are with the son the way he is.”

Nari’s eyes widened at what Koenma had said to her
as she
stepped back in leeriness.

“Don’t worry, I don’t plan on taking your son from
you,”
Koenma explained as he rose his hand to make her stop. “I also know
that you
are immortal and you going back to Human World may cause problems.”
Sighing at
the thought, he continued, “You will have to move frequently, Nari and
keep
Okuro’s awkward appendages covered up and out of sight to those who may
be
sensitive to demons. If you do not, hell will erupt once more for you.”

Silence reined between them both as Nari thought
on the
consequences of going back to Human World to live. It was a struggling
thought,
knowing she wouldn’t be ridiculed for her outlook up in Spirit World
unlike
what she knew would await her in Human World.

“Are you willing to go down there to live like
this?” Koenma
asked as he kept a serious look upon his features.

Biting her lower lip, Nari eventually nodded.
“Yes, sir, I
do…”

Koenma took the paper in front of him and stamped
it with
the red ink he had dipped it within to approve of it. “Alright then, I
will
send you down to Human World once again. However, you are not to speak
of Makai
and what happened to you, thus I want you to avoid your family. To them
you are
still dead. Botan will take you in the morning and find you a place to
stay,
but it is up to you to find for yourself and care for your son. We will
check
up on you every now and then so be warned of that. You are part of our
little
protection program.”

Botan walked into the room once the conversation
was over so
she could escort Nari to a spare room further down the hall. “Come with
me, Nari,”
she said as she grabbed onto her arm gently to pull her back towards
the door.

“Wait, wait,” Nari begged as she tried to dig her
heels into
the tiles. “I want to know how you knew who I was out of all those who
were
taken.”

Koenma looked back down at the papers he had in
front of him
with a shake of his head. “I cannot tell you that. You are dismissed,
Nari.”

Without another word, Botan took Nari once more
and guided
her out of the room and back into the hallway. “You will be spending
the night
here until I can get you both down to Human World.” Botan headed down
the
hallway with Nari right behind her as she looked for the free room that
would
suit the battered human for the night. Eventually the messenger girl
came upon
it on the right further down the hall and stopped before the door to
open it
for her.

Stopping at the entry, Nari watched as the door
was opened
to reveal a small room that had a bed fit for two and had a vanity near
the bed
on the right of it. There was a small window above the bed’s frame with
the
curtains flowing down the sides of the bed from the windowsill. “Is
this mine?”

“For the time being, yes,” Botan answered as she
waved her
on inside. “I will be back early in the morning to tend to you before
guiding
you back to Human World. Sleep well, Nari.” Bowing for Nari
respectfully, Botan
closed the door behind her to give the blond the privacy she needed.

Nari walked on inside and placed Okuro on the bed
under the
covers so he could continue to sleep the rest of the night away. Fixing
the
white sheets over her son, she sat on the bed to look up at the window
that
showed her part of the Spirit World once more from where she was
sitting. The
thought of going home really excited her and yet made her fearful all
the same.
Pulling back the sleeves on her gown she had on, Nari looked at the
scars on
her arms that would never go away and made her look down upon herself
internally with a sorrowful exhale.

Eventually she grew tired and situated herself
under the
covers with the slumbering Okuro. Moving closer to him, she wrapped her
arms
about his body to hold him close to her scarred form. “Goodnight,
Okuro,” Nari
whispered in his coal black fox ear. “I love you.”

Okuro said not a word as he remained out like a
light. His
ear twitched slightly from the feel of his mother’s breath there upon
it and he
moved slightly. It was the first time since his birth that he had been
on a
comfortable bed and it kept him asleep throughout the nightly hours.

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To see the cars honking and skidding across the
roads with
people walking on the sidewalks and on crosswalks about the towering
buildings
was almost like a distant memory to Nari that was being rekindled for
her. She
headed down the busy sidewalk with Botan taking the lead for her after
the
slight makeover she was given up in Spirit World so she wouldn’t look
like she
was homeless. Her blond hair was layered down to touch her upper back
while
some of her scars were covered with makeup and warm attire for the fall
season
that had arrived there on Human World.

Botan hurried through the people on the streets in
her human
form while keeping a firm grip on Nari’s wrist to guide her along. “We
should
be there soon. Just keep up with me and you will be at your own little
apartment. It is not much, so don’t expect it to be extravagant. We’re
on a low
budget right now with all we need to send back.”

“Right now I would settle for anything that isn’t
Makai,”
Nari expressed as she stayed on Botan’s heels.

The three of them eventually made it to the
apartment
complexes Botan spoke of within an hour or so. The messenger girl
hurried on
inside to handle the paperwork for Nari as well as pay for three months
rent in
hopes the rattled woman would be able to find a job in the duration of
the time
to pay for it without their further help. Nari headed up the stairs to
her room
with her son and Botan taking the lead still for them. When they got to
the
third floor and room number 312, the nervous Nari opened the door with
the key
she was given to see where she would be living for the remainder of her
life.

As soon as she opened the door to the room, Nari
could only
manage a smile for a moment at what was there. The place was only
partly
furnished and what was left wasn’t exactly wonderful. The sofa left
there was
of an unappealing color of dingy green with a couple of stains. The
cupboards
were falling apart and the stains tainted the kitchen area as well. It
made
Nari partially relieved to be within the room but then slightly
depressed all
the same to be slightly reminded of the penniless life she had back in
Makai.

“It’s not—so bad,” Botan tried to say cheerfully
as she
filled out the papers given to her.

Nari looked into the room that was down a small
corridor to gaze
at the bed within the bedroom. It was just as messy as the rest of the
apartment room but it didn’t deter the wavering smile. “I guess I can
try and
get it looking better in time…”

“I am sure you will be able to do such,” Botan
encouraged as
she finished the paperwork. “Remember that you have a son to watch over
now and
that is your main priority.”

Hearing of her son, she looked over at Okuro who
was looking
about the rooms as well. “I know,” Nari agreed as she stood there in
the
doorway of the bedroom. “I will make sure he will make it through
everything;
the moves we will have to take overtime included.”

“Well, Nari, welcome home,” Botan said with a
smile as she
handed her the papers she filled out for the homeless woman. “Just sign
the
lines that ask for it and I will get the rest of it cleared up for you
so you
can look for the job that will help you.”

“Thank you, Botan,” Nari said while writing her
signature to
the best of her ability. She handed the papers back before picking up
her
wandering son in her arms. “Thanks for everything…”

“Not a problem,” Botan insisted with a nod and
smile as she
accepted the papers back. “That is what we are here for. Just hang
tight, Nari.
You will make it out just fine.” Botan jogged for the door with a last
bow before
closing the said door behind her as she left.

Okuro continued to look at the interior of the
apartment
before making his way onto the sofa to sit upon it with a contorted
face of
displeasure. “This thing is hard. Not comfortable.”

Nari plopped down next to Okuro with a nod to him.
“I know,
sweetie, but this is all we have.” Resting her arm over her son’s
shoulders,
she brought him closer to her with a soft smile. “We will make it and I
will be
sure of it. It is just nice to be home right now.”

Botan quickly headed back up to Spirit World on
her ore so
she could help the messengers guide more of the slaves back to Human
World. She
was quick to hurry to Koenma for further orders. The doors to his
office
swinging open, Botan took in a deep breath from the exhaustion of
running
around. “So—who is next to be dealt with, Koenma?”

“Botan, do you know if the bat demon was ever
released
before my father got a hold of him?” Koenma asked as he was nearly
buried in
his paperwork.

Pressing her finger to her cheek, Botan hummed in
thought
before snapping her fingers once the light bulb went off. “Yes, I do
believe he
was released back to Makai thanks to the shinobi. He should be back
there by
now.”

“Good,” Koenma sighed with relief as his face soon
met with
the desk in front of him. “I was afraid that my father had gotten to
him after
the fox demon was killed.” Pulling out the next piece of paper, he ran
his
fingers through his wild hair. “Alright, who is next?”

Makai never did seem as spacious before to Kuronue
as he
walked about the land and headed for the north where he remembered Yoko
Kurama
would meet the last time he spoke to his friend. He had heard of the
thief’s
death but he could hardly believe it to be truthful. When he arrived at
the
north, he could sense that the legendary bandit did once stand there as
he
followed the faint trail down the river that led Kuronue through the
thick
forest. Once the forest thinned out, he found himself looking at the
mansion
that once belonged to Yoko Kurama and the crew and he could smell the
horrible
stench of decaying human and demon flesh. He eyed the building from
afar before
coming closer towards it with a nervousness building within his form.

The doors creaked open as Kuronue stepped inside
to look
around the mansion in hopes of not finding who he’d expect. He searched
every
room and hallway that smelt of death only to find the sliced remains of
unknown
human slaves and the deceased bodies of the demons he once fought
beside. It
bothered him very little to see the demons for once in his life as he
walked
down the last corridor to find another unknown human horribly
mutilated.
Squatting down to look at the once blond female, he could tell it was
not who
he was searching for.

Standing up with a sigh of relief, Kuronue looked
back down
the hallway from whence he came with a shake of his head. He was told
nothing
of what happened to Nari and Okuro and it worried him as to what may
have
happened. “NARI!” The demon
eventually yelled as loudly as he could to see if she were nearby.

The name was heard within every inch of the
mansion but
nothing sounded back to him except the name he called out for. Cupping
his head
in his hands, Kuronue shook his head at hearing nothing over time as he
wearily
headed back for the main hall. “I guess she is not here. There is
nothing I can
do but wait,” he whispered to himself as he shut the doors of the
mansion
behind him with a bang that bounded off the silent walls.
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