This is my very FIRST fanfiction. The story has been wandering around inside my head for months and for some reason I decided to start on it at 12:30 at night…no idea. Anyway, this will be good practice for me for I plan on publishing a short novel within the next year and a half.

I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho and I KNOW I stole the title from a book, which I do not own either. I just really like the title, what can I say? And it fits quite well, as you'll soon find out...rated T for language and Hiei setting fire to a child.

"We're here, so tell us the 'urgent' reason you summoned us already." Hiei was growing impatient with Koenma's incessant stalling. He had ordered Botan to locate Hiei and Kurama immediately and bring them to his quarters. He gave no reason-only that it was a pressing matter that had to be tended to as soon as possible.

"Yes, please, tell us why we're here." Kurama was much better able to control his temper, even though he had been pulled out of an important exam during school hours. He too wondered what must have been so urgent as to take him out of his studies. He had not sensed any new demon, or spirit, energy in the city, so it could not possibly be a new demonic threat, at least none that he sensed. Koenma seemed extremely on edge, barely even looking up at the two demons standing before him.

"I'm very sorry for pulling you out of your studies Kurama; I know how important they are. Due to the dire circumstances, however, it was consequential that you two be summoned here immediately. We have a problem on our hands-a BIG one." A single trickle of sweat dripped down from his brow onto the cluttered desk he sat before. Kurama's expression changed from that of slight annoyance to that of worry and sensitivity. Hiei remained silent with an aggravated look upon his face.

"Are the others coming?" asked Kurama. He wondered why only he and Hiei had been brought before the toddler.

"No, it is only you two. I'll explain the reason later. Right now I must fill you in on the backdrop of our situation." And with the snap of his tiny fingers a large screen appeared behind them. A live video-feed of what looked like a bustling school appeared on the screen, but something was strange-none of the students were in uniform, as was customary through most of Japan. Hardly a one of them looked of Japanese descent, either; this made Kurama slightly nervous as to what they were about to be informed of, while this only made Hiei more aggravated that he was watching foolish humans on a video screen and not being told why he was there when he could be doing better things.

"Dammit, Koenma, what do you expect us to do with this? These are mere human children, none of our concern, mine especially," retorted Hiei. An expression that clearly said, 'Hiei, can you listen for ONCE before opening your mouth?' appeared across Kurama's face.

"I'm sorry Hiei, but these 'mere human children' are our main concern at the moment. And I see what you're thinking, Kurama. These high school children are not wearing the normal uniforms as you and your classmates do; that is because these students are not in Japan. They're not even on the same continent. You see, they live in North America, specifically America. Most of them are not required to wear uniforms. They-," he was cut short by another one of Hiei's curt responses.

"I don't care about they're dress, I want to know the reason why I'm here! So get on with it, or else I'm leaving." He was about to turn and walk right out until Kurama grabbed his arm without even turning in his direction, staring intently at Koenma. He knew that if he was concerned with these humans half-way across the world then the situation must be grave, indeed.

At Hiei's remark Koenma jumped, scared that he might suddenly burst into flames at any moment. He kept his resolve, however, determined to get out what he was trying to tell them.

"Aright, Hiei, if you're so urgent to get out of here, I can go ahead and give you the plane tickets and you two can be on your way." At this sudden statement both Kurama and Hiei had looks said, "…wtf?!" Hiei yanked his arm out of Kurama's grasp and stood facing the toddler, waiting for an explanation.

"That's right. You two are going over to America, specifically this school as exchange students for two weeks. The reason, as I'm sure you both are wondering, is about one specific student that has just recently caught our attention as a major threat. If it was only sustained within that community in a totally separate country from our own, I would not be troubled. However, this student's power has shown up as so great it has the possibility to destroy whole continents. My father has placed this responsibility upon my shoulders, and I have chosen you two to go." He looked almost embarrassed as the words left his mouth.

"What kind of power are we talking about, and why is it just now coming into our knowledge?" Kurama asked intently, wanting to know all he could about the undertaking.

"You both know how Yusuke had the power of Raizen trapped within him, unable to be released. Such power he had…" Koenma trailed off for a moment, looking nervous of what he was about to say, but continued. "Ahem! Anyway, this student, until recently a normal human, has just recently awakened a hidden power within him…a power greater than that of both Sensui and Yusuke. Luckily for us, the power has only awakened, not been released. He does not know about the energy which he embodies, or its consequences. We do knot know what he looks like, where he lives, or even a name, mainly because of the great number of people as well as low-class hidden demons in the city; it messes with our detection equipment. We only know that he takes a Japanese class, the class which you shall have with him. I'm sorry for so suddenly springing such information on you two at the last minute…it is brand new information."

Kurama looked as worried as ever, clenching his fists, a trickle of sweat dripping down his face. So many thoughts and questions were passing through his head. 'How had a child with such power passed through the advanced technology of Spirit World? If what Koenma describes is true, how can we possibly stop him? And why only us two; with this kind of mission, I would think Yusuke and Kuwabara would surely be involved…'

Hiei, on the other hand, had a slight smirk upon his face. 'Typical. This child sounded like a great challenge, especially if Koenma was true about his power being greater than that of Yusuke, the only man he has met to defeat him in battle. This will be great fun, indeed…' he thought.

"Why only us? Why not send Yusuke and Kuwabara to help dispose of this child? Hiei and I cannot possibly defeat such a power on our own…" Kurama said in an almost apathetic monotone.

"Hn, speak for yourself…" Hiei commented slightly under his breath, his smirk still going strong.

"You misunderstand me…I do not expect you to kill him, I only need you two to make sure that this power NEVER reaches the outer realm. His power, for now, is securely inside his body. He does not know of his hidden power, and it must remain that way. That's why I chose you two-your identities must remain secret, and you must also not let on about his power to anyone around…I honestly don't think Yusuke and Kuwabara could keep from somehow screwing that part of the plan up…in a sense, you two are playing…babysitters…" At this Hiei's smirk quickly disappeared and his look of aggravation quickly reappeared. Thinking on his feat, and hoping not to get barbequed, Koenma said, with arms flailing, "What I mean is, your jobs are to keep a close watch on him, making sure his power is far from being reached!! We could accomplish this from a distance, but it would be much more beneficial for someone, or someones, to watch him from, say, a few feet away!!" Koenma tried to keep his composure and his apparent nervousness at a minimum, even though Hiei's eyes, including his Jagan, embedded themselves deeply into his own in a very frightening way…

Kurama, at hearing this news, let out a sigh of relief, closing his eyes, only for a moment, and putting his hand on the back of his head in a show of gratitude that he would not have to deal with putting this human out of his misery. Hiei, on the other hand, looked about to light the place on fire with a slight twitch.

"BABYSITTING?! You called us on this 'extremely urgent' mission to BABYSIT?! Don't you think I have better things to do than look after a pathetic human who doesn't even know he has this supposedly amazing power hidden within his being? Pathetic…I refuse to be a part of this foolishness." And with that Hiei again attempted to leave, and yet again Kurama grabbed his arm, firmer this time.

Hiei was about to protest, quite violently to boot, when Koenma suddenly spoke in his direction.

"I chose the both of you so, in case something should happen, each could have help instead of being completely alone in a strange country. Hiei, I chose you for the specific reason that the power this child posses…resembles yours. He has a Jagan Eye, Hiei, only it has not appeared, as it will when…IF, his power is released…" Hiei's eyes suddenly grew side, sidestepping the fact that Kurama had not yet let go of his arm.

Hiei pondered the possibilities. 'Another with a Jagan, specifically one with such great power? Is there a way that…this mere, HUMAN, of all disgusting creatures, could master the Jagan better than I? No, never…I am the first and only Master of the Dragon of the Darkness Flame, and it shall remain so…his power shall never be released, if I have anything to do with it."

"I'm in." This shocked both Kurama and Koenma to the extent that both fell face first into the floor, sweat drops included. Hiei saw no humor in this, but produced his own small sweat drop at their obvious surprise at his response. "What the hell is so funny?!" he demanded. At this both sat up, Koenma suppressing a stifled laugh, Kurama producing a small chuckle. At this Hiei produced a small growl and both shut up.

"I didn't know if that would work…wow!" Koenma showed a look of supreme approval that Hiei agreed to the mission. "Kurama, you don't have to worry about school. I made Botan clear it with your school and they know that you shall be in a sort of exchange program. I hope that's alright."

"Thank you, Koenma. I shall tell mother that I'll be gone a for a few weeks. So, where exactly will we be going to?"

"It's a small city, Columbus, in a small state, Georgia. There's only a population of a few hundred thousand, nothing near our population. I think you'll be surprised at how spaced out it is. They don't have many of the congested buildings and neighborhoods as we do; there can be long stretches of forest and pasture with hardly anyone around." At this Hiei perked up, as he might be able to retreat to these forests if these American humans began to piss him off too much. Kurama, however, thought of these fields as a new experience. "You leave first thing tomorrow morning."

At such short notice Kurama produced a nervous chuckle, while Hiei seemed actually eager to start on the trip, showing a look of smugness across his face.

"I think I've told you all that you need to know-Oh! I forgot to mention. While you're there you'll be staying in a small hotel near the school. We've already taken care of all expenses. All you two will need are clothes and any other essentials. Kurama, there will be no need for uniforms, as I explained earlier; just bring regular clothes that you wear on a daily basis. Hiei…well, I won't even swart with you. Wear what you want." Koenma knew it would be no use trying to convince Hiei to change out of his traditional black garb into more…normal clothes; but at this Kurama produced a small smile. 'It will be quite different actually deciding what to wear each morning…' he thought.

"If there aren't any questions I'll let you two be off to get ready. Here are your tickets. Be at the Tokyo Airport in the morning no later than 7 o'clock in the morning…you two have a long flight ahead of you." At this Koenma handed them their tickets and summoned Botan to lead them out. She entered slowly, not knowing the initial problem which Koenma made her summon the two demons for in the first place. Seeing the pleased looks on Koenma's and Kurama's faces, however, made her perk up quite a bit.

"Alrighty then, are you both ready to go?" she asked. Hiei looked apathetically at her sudden appearance, while Kurama gave a grateful nod.

On the way out, Koenma could just barely make out Hiei asking Kurama what an airplane was.

THE NEXT DAY…

Kurama, with suitcase in hand, and Hiei, carrying one small bag, appeared right around 7 at the airport. Kurama wore casual pants, his typical school shoes, as they were most comfortable, a green t-shirt which he tucked into his pants, and an orange and white jacket. Hiei wore…what else, black pants, white scarf, black cloak. He got a few stares, but as usual, he gave them no attention. Kurama had no trouble making it through customs, although it was quite awkward when they insisted that his hair was a wig meant to conceal weapons. Hiei, on the other hand, had some trouble, as he refused to give up his katana to the "stupid fools who have no right to tell me what I can and cannot bring" in the airport. Before he lit the place on fire, or decapitated anyone with his taboo sword, Kurama managed to sneak it through without much trouble as well as calm Hiei down…don't ask how, he just did. It's Kurama, after all. They proceeded to walk aboard the plane, and Hiei became…nervous! He had never been surrounded by so many unknown faces, all of which he judged as an enemy, without any means of escape, as they would be thousands of feet in the air.

"How are you so calm being around all of these…humans? If we're attacked we have no logical means of escape…" whispered Hiei as he settled into his cramped window seat. He had better get comfortable-it was a 15 hour flight…

Kurama held back a laugh as he pulled out a reading book. "We're in a plane, thousands of feet above the air. Don't worry about it. I've sensed no one threatening on board, but if something does happen I have absolute faith that you can quickly take care of it." Hiei knew what Kurama meant, and smirked at his approval to 'take care of' anything that just happened to piss him off.

For the first hour or so Hiei looked lackadaisically out the window at the ocean and cities below; 'nothing of interest…yet' he thought as Kurama beside him reading his book. Kurama, remembering something, took out another book from a small carry-on and handed it to Hiei. Raising an eyebrow, he gave the redhead a questioning look.

"What's this for?"

"It's a Japanese-English dictionary. We are taught a moderate amount of English in school, so I think I shall be fine. You, on the other hand, don't know ANY. They generally don't speak Japanese in America-English is the native language. I brought this form home so you could study it." Kurama smiled gently at the bored demon, obviously not grasping the concept.

"And them not being able to understand me is what concern of mine?" All of this fast-paced change was pissing him off even more than he already was.

"Hiei, we're going to live there for two weeks. Because it's an exchange program they assume we know enough English to be there. If you don't, they'll be suspicious of our real intentions."

"Hn, fine. I'll scan through it with my Jagan. Should be easy enough to pick up on another foolish human language." Kurama seemed relieved that the heated demon finally agreed and continued reading his own book. And so for the next hour Hiei scanned through the 1200 page book with his Jagan, quickly memorizing and mentally storing the information. After a few more hours, both managed to fall fast asleep, Hiei leaning against the window, Kurama still with book in hand...until BAM!

Hiei was interrupted by his sleep by being nearly slammed into the seat in front of him. 'What the fuck was that?' he thought as he glanced behind him. A small boy, no more than seven or eight years old, was snickering as his sleeping mother sat beside him. Hiei glared at the child from the crack between his and Kurama's seats, then turned back around ready to resume his sleep. Then...BAM! Another slam came from behind, this time more violent than before. Hiei glared at thie child once more as he made a disgusting face at the annoyed demon. 'That's it!' he thought. He calmly turned back around, and just as he sensed the child rearing his legs back to kick him a third, and final, time, a sudden scream came blaring from the boy. Everyone in the plane abruptly woke up, thinking it was a terrorist attack! Then, the mother screamed as she noticed her child's hair was on fire. She quickly ran him the the bathroom as the stuardess came on the intercom to tell everyone to calm down and it was a minor accident. Kurama looked at Hiei, who only smiled mischieviously at his look of disappointment. Kurama sighed, told himself that as long as no one died it was ok, and eventually everyone on the plane fell fast sleep, with the exception of the now bald and smoldering boy who never kicked another seat for the rest of his life.

After what seemed like forever they heard the woman over the intercom announce that they had landed in the Atlanta Airport. Annoyed from being up in the air so long, Hiei was the first off the plain and onto solid ground where he collected his bag, after which followed Kurama. It was at least a two hour drive to Columbus, but Koenma had taken care of it. A special transportation vehicle met them at the Airport entrance and ushered them into the car, and after another two hours of travel they arrived at the entrance to the hotel. On the way both looked out the windows of the car at the fields where lone houses stood, completely separated from the hustle and bustle of the city. Hiei admired the trees and clearings, while Kurama focused upon the different flowers and plants that passed by. Hiei was by this point sick of travel and was eager to regain his energy, as was Kurama, though he was quite eager to begin the next day, which happened to be Monday, their first day at an American High School. Kurama checked them into the hotel and the proceeded into the room-suite, actually. Koenma had outdone himself. A large central room, two couches, a good sized television, glass doors leading to a balcony, two separate bedrooms and bathrooms. Hiei didn't care, as long as he had his windowsill to sit on.

Throwing his things on his bed, Kurama turned to Hiei. "Hiei, there's some things we need to talk about. You've never been to school, and Koenma told me in confidentiality after we left his office that I had to teach you the proper way to behave." At this Hiei shot him a warning look.

"Hn, I don't need directions on how to act, especially from you. I'll act how I want to, whether this school likes it or not." He was steadfast in his mindset.

"You might not regard this mission as that important, but it is still a mission. Technically you are still on probation, although you aren't in Japan anymore. Koenma made me promise to keep you under control and-" but he was cut off.

"Is that what the child calls it? I don't need to be kept 'under control,' unless something…unexpected happens." A small smirk appeared on his face as he sat looking out the window, sitting on the windowsill. "…but if that probation is still in effect, then I guess I have no choice." He reluctantly gave in as Kurama proceeded to tell him the things he had read in his book, the one he had been reading on the plane; it was all about American customs and etiquette. Some of them seemed quite pointless, but to Americans many of their own customs seemed just as pointless. They would find this out the following day. When Kurama was mainly finished Hiei, without so much as a nod, told Kurama he was going to bed, went into his bedroom, and closed the door. Kurama took this as Hiei's say of telling him to shut up, and decided to go to bed himself.

MONDAY MORNING!

A blaring alarm woke them up at 6:30 A.M. Kurama, being used to the early morning hours, had little trouble getting up…until he heard a loud banging coming from the connecting bedroom. "what has he done now…" Kurama thought as he opened Hiei's bedroom door. His eyes darted from the scattered pieces of what used to be an alarm clock on the floor to Hiei, still halfway wrapped in bed sheets. Hiei, a dreary look in his eyes, turned toward Kurama and pointed toward the broken pieces. "What the fuck was that?!" he asked in an angry voice which didn't suit his sleepy expression.

Kurama could not help but laugh at the oblivious demon. At this Hiei threw his Katana, which shot into the wall about three inches from Kurama's head. He stopped laughing, but his smile was still clear.

"I'm sorry Hiei; I should have warned you last night. School here starts at…" he looked at a piece of paper in his pocket, "7:45. I set the alarms for 6:30 so we would have plenty of time to get ready."

"Dammit…I'm still tired," Hiei replied not really directed at anyone. Kurama eventually persuaded him, with the help of a little ice cream, to get ready for the day ahead. They were ready to leave by 7:15 and went downstairs to meet the same vehicle that had taken them to the hotel the night before, except this time its destination was Columbus High School. Kurama wore something similar to what he wore the day before, and Hiei…well, you can guess. When they arrived Kurama asked around until he found the principal's office where Mrs. Whitt, the principal, introduced herself. Kurama proceeded to introduce himself and, as Hiei merely sat there looking bored, him as well. She showed them their schedules for the next two weeks and welcomed them to the school. She told them that if they needed any help finding their classes to ask any of the teachers, or most of the older-looking students who were supposed to know their way around the building after nearly four years. They looked at their schedules: they both had completely different classes except for Japanese 3 at the end of the day. Kurama was thoroughly worried at this, as he could not keep an eye on Hiei, so there would be no telling what he might do without him around. Hiei contained a sense of distain that he would not be with Kurama and would have to spend the next four weeks with stupid humans that he had no interest in getting to know. But they both agreed on one thing: at the end of the day, when they met this powerful human, their guards would be up, ready to attack at any moment.

Hiei was thoroughly bored throughout the day. His first class was Chemistry. How…fun. He walked in and, probably because of his unusual dress as well as his gravity-defying hair, and to the fact that they had never seen him before; he received blank stares and shady whispers. He curtly introduced himself to the teacher who showed him a seat in the back corner, next to who Hiei thought was the most ANNOYING girl in the world, a true Kuwabara in girl form. She would not . shut . UP. She asked him nothing but pointless questions about himself and was answered with nervous twitches from Hiei. Finally that torture was over and he proceeded to his next class, British Literature. He once again introduced himself to the teacher, who seemed like an American Botan, grabbing him by the shoulders and introducing him to the entire class. She urged him to tell the class something about himself, but the only thing he could muster was, along with an intense glare around the room, "I like to fight, and spar. I like sleeping, and I can already tell I don't like YOU." He nodded toward the teacher, who received him with an appalled look and snickers all around the room. He proceeded to take a seat in the back once again. This class did not turn out as bad as the last. The class was reading aloud from Beowulf, a gruesome story of heroism and death. Hiei liked it. After that class was lunch. He felt no desire to eat but managed to meet up with Kurama who incidentally had the same lunch period. Kurama apparently had a much better day that Hiei did, as he eagerly told of the new people he met and the things he learned, while Hiei proceeded to go to sleep. 'I guess it takes some getting used to…" thought Kurama with a smile. The bell rang and Kurama nudged Hiei awake and the grumpy demon proceeded to his next class: Art. Hiei could describe this class in one word: BORING AS HELL.

Finally it was the end of the day and both demons met before walking into the Japanese room. The teacher, Mrs. Schmitz, was thoroughly overjoyed in meeting them. She was originally from Japan, and proceeded in talking to Kurama in perfect Japanese while Hiei sat and stared at the door. They had been the first to arrive and eagerly awaited the coming of this monstrosity which Koenma described. After a minute students started showing up, none of particular interest. They greeted them in broken Japanese and Kurama did the same while Hiei just looked on in disinterest. By this time both were looking toward the door, senses erected for any sense of strange power that came near. Suddenly a shock went through both their bodies as a power like none they had ever felt before came closer and closer. The room was nearly full of students, now, so they guessed that this must be the last students. Figures.

Suddenly the door opened as the power was finally in their presence. They were amazed to find that this student was actually…a GIRL?!

Well that's it for the first chapter! Please, constructive criticism is encouraged. I love to improve myself and loathe comments like "OMG so funni!!" They're completely useless to me. I like to know that my story is appreciated, not be annoyed by the fact. So, please, if you submit a review, make it at least a complete sentence long, preferably with some light criticism that I can use to improve my already mad writing skills. Flame if you want, honestly I don't care. It's your opinion, not mine.