Disco Away

Disco Away

Disclaimers: This fic has been written just for entertainment. I do not earn a cent from it and is very poor, so do not sue.

Author's Note: My first YuYu Hakusho fic, so gomen nasai for any mistake in the information! Hope ya enjoy it! (starts dancing away...)

Chapter 1

Turn The Heat On

Yusuke reaches into the mailbox and pulls out a stack of letters, leaflets and discount coupons. Sorting through his mail, Yusuke’s eyes fell onto a blue enveloped that didn’t have a stamp or anything written on it. Twirling it around, he peered at it cautiously before tearing the seal apart.

“What’s this?” A voice from behind him asked. Yusuke let out a big yelp, before turning around in mid-air to face a blue haired bishoujo.

“Botan! You scared me half to death!” Yusuke panted, rubbing at his chest to calm himself down, “You have the same habit as Koenma, appearing out of nowhere and scaring everyone to death!” Dressed in a t-shirt, vest and jeans, Botan just grinned cheekily, then turned her attention back to Yusuke’s mail.

Yusuke pulled out a card which had sparkling, silver words written across it. It read “Welcome To Reikai’s Dance Mania!” Yusuke simply raised an eyebrow, whereas Botan gasped.

“Reikai’s Dance Mania! You guys are invited too! In fact, everyone related to the Reikai are invited! Open it and see what it says!” Botan exclaimed, leaning in to see better. Yusuke opened the card, and in it, was a formal invitation for the grand opening ball of the mania next week.

“Wow! The dance party! Many people are invited! This year even certain people from Makai are invited!” Botan squeals, glad that she will have many friends joining her in this festive.

“But why wasn’t I invited before?” Yusuke asked, scratching his head in confusion.

“Erm…heehee…you were fighting away in the Black Martial Arts tournament, then you were in Makai…so…” Botan answered awkwardly. Yusuke simply gave the matter a shrug before waving goodbye to Botan and going back into the house.

Meanwhile, Botan flips out her oar and starts gliding through the air. She gives a small sigh as she pondered through her dilemma. She was also invited to the party, but however, she didn’t seemed to be able to find herself a date.

Yusuke was, of course, taking Keiko. Kuwabara will probably be lucky enough to date Yukina (not that Botan wanted him as a date). Kurama has rows of girls lining up for him and Mukuro will be with Hiei. Botan suddenly realizes how very paired up everyone is. Everyone but her. Perhaps it was because of her job. As a ferry girl, other than dead bishounens, she doesn’t get to see other beautiful men.

Focusing back on her considerations, Botan suddenly realizes the only choice that she has left--- Koenma. Botan’s face flushed in a bright pink and she tries hard to erase that thought from her mind. However, some desire still sinks into her mind and she starts to have a fight with her inner voice and she didn’t look where she was going, until…

“Botan!” A voice boomed, followed by a continuous crashing sound. Botan finds herself sprawling across the marble tiles of the Reikai palace and she could feel something soft under her legs. She turned her head with great effort just to see Koenma(in teenage form) getting squashed under her and her oar across his face.

“Koenma-sama!” Botan exclaimed, struggling to her feet and getting rid of the oar. Koenma didn’t look too happy. His eyes were in silts and a huge cross was hanging on his forehead. He rises to his feet and dusts his light brown turtleneck.

“Botan! What were you doing? Not looking at where you are going! You better beware of me taking points off your flying license!” Koenma threatened. Botan wasn’t listening though, her mind tempting her to the little desire that led to such situations. Koenma looked at his employee again, seeing that she looked as if she was in a trance and her face was changing in all colours.

“Botan, are you alright? Did you hit your head or something?” Koenma asked, brows wrinkled in concern. Botan bolts up and starts giving an awkward laugh, acting animatedly.

“Anyway, since I met you, can you give me a ride to the Ningenkai? You are on vacation today, right? I want to see Yusuke and the rest.” Koenma requested, ignoring Botan’s strange actions. Botan agrees with a small nod, after which she flips out her oar and Koenma gets on near the end of the oar.

Botan kicks off from the ground and the two zoomed off through layers of clouds. Suddenly, a bird flew in front of the oar and Botan steers the paddle dangerously to the side of the bird. Koenma slips from his grip and reach out to hold on to something. He hugs a particular soft object, which steadied him.

“Botan! You…!” Koenma was about to scold Botan again when he realizes that he was hugging Botan at her waist. Koenma quickly freed his arms from Botan, face burning in embarrassment. He grips the oar instead, heart beating at a hundred mile an hour. Botan stars into the sky, face red as a beetroot.

Both were silent afterwards until Koenma points out Yusuke’s block of flat. They landed smoothly on the ground and Koenma knocks on Yusuke’s door.

“Konichiiwa, Yusuke.” Koenma greeted, as it was already 5pm in the afternoon.

“Yo! Koenma! You came at the right time! Everyone’s here.” Yusuke said and showed Koenma and Botan in. Kurama, Kuwabara, Yukina and Keiko were seated at the sofa, drinks and tidbits piling on the tea table.

“Konichiiwa, Koenma-san, Botan-san.” Yukina nodded politely at them. Keiko waved while Kurama smiled at them. However, Kuwabara was too busy stuffing himself with chips to reply.

“Well, we were thinking of going to the disco later to warm up before the party. And everyone needs to relax once in a while. Both of you coming?” Yusuke invited, gesturing towards them.

“Sure!” Botan replied, back in her cheery mode. However, the thought of her party problem sort of dampens her spirit.

~*~

Koenma kept his hands in his jeans’ pockets and stole a peek at Botan. He wondered if she had a date to the party. Koenma finds himself stuck with a problem ever since he received the invitation for the dance party.

After staying in his office for almost five hundred years, Koenma realizes that he didn’t have a girl he could take to the party. Or maybe yes. He could ask Botan, but a certain kind of nervousness in him swallows up all the courage he usually had in him.

As they enter the disco, Koenma decides that perhaps he needed a lesson or two from Kurama on dating. Koenma couldn’t really dance. It was no help at all by just sitting in his office all day long, stamping and sorting documents.

The rest of the gang were bopping away, moving to the dance floor and starting a dance up. Botan was standing beside Koenma, her ponytail bopping up and down as she starts a small dance. Koenma decides that he would just get a drink and watch everyone dance when a hand grips his arm and pulls him towards the dance floor.

“Koenma-sama! You didn’t come here to just sit around and do nothing, right? You need to get moving and start dancing!” Botan coaxed and starts dancing hypnotically to the music. Boy was she beautiful! And those moves! Koenma was beginning to think whether she learned disco dance somewhere.

Koenma tries to imitate other people’s move, bopping with the music and slowly sinks into the rhythmic music. Slowly his moves turned swift and skillful and he starts wondering if he had a talent until he caught Botan’s eyes.

She does a difficult twirl and she was challenging Koenma to the dance, grinning widely at her dance partner. Koenma accepts her challenge and replies with a flip, causing the people on the dance floor to turn their heads towards them.

The contest begins and each tried to outdo the other with last-minute dance moves. The dance floor cheered when a stance was successful. Till now, none of them failed in their moves. Suddenly, Botan reaches a hand to Koenma.

“Take me.” She said. Koenma did what was told and held her hand while she did a magnificent twirl in. She landed against Koenma’s chest and looked up at him.

Koenma could feel his heart skipping beats and almost stopped. Wolf-whistles were heard and Koenma blushes bright red. He quickly let go of Botan’s hand and ran into the crowds that stood by the dance floor.

Reaching a secure seat in a corner, Koenma pants and smoothens down his heartbeat from all that dancing and that Botan’s nearness. There he was, dancing happily with Botan until this certain thing, this thing that made him awkward around her and made him run away. This thing called love.

Koenma ran his hand through his shiny brown hair and sunk into the comfort of the leather covered chair. So should he ask her to the party? He was cowering away from the thought of not getting accepted. He didn’t know. He felt the urge to get a drink and moved towards the bar.

Asking for one of the strongest brew they have, however, halfway through the cup, he was already feeling the dizziness in his head. Insisting on finishing the cup, he gulped down the rest of the brew and feels sleepy and dizzy, the world swirling in his head.

Just then, Botan happens to spot him and he was already starting to cause trouble. He was walking in waves and was pointing at some men, muttering something about getting documents ready for him to stamp.

“Koenma-sama!” Botan calls out as Koenma falls into her arms in a deep sleep. The rest of the gang also moved to the duo and they agreed to call it a day.

Once in an alley, Botan flips her oar out and pulls Koenma onto it. However, she didn’t think Koenma would stay long on the oar in such a state. He needed a support. Botan decides, finally, that she would just have to hold on to Koenma in a bear hug with Koenma sitting in front and she reaches her hands in front to grip the oar.

As they zoomed through the dark blue sky, Botan could feel Koenma’s warmth from his body. She tried to turn her head, but her face was right beside Koenma’s and Botan couldn’t move.

“Koenma-sama…” Botan whispered.

~*~

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