Red eyes scanned the cemetery, searching amongst the graves. Where was that sound coming from? And why was it haunting him so? The youkai thought about this for a moment. Tears. That was what he was hearing. Someone was crying, but it was muffled, like they didn't want anyone to hear. If not for his superior youkai hearing, he probably wouldn't have heard it. Ah, there! Sitting huddled at the base of a large tombstone! It was a little ningen Onna. She sat with her back against the stone, knees drawn up to her chest, face buried in her arms. "Hn." So that was the source of the sound that had been plaguing him.

Suddenly the girl's head flew up. For a moment, Violet eyes stared into ruby ones. Then the girl was on her feet. Suddenly there was a full length broadsword in her right hand and a slip of paper in her left. She tossed the paper up and held the sword against it.

"KANA REITEI!!" She shouted. Lightning whipped out at the little koorime, knocking him back. He swore, leaping up into a tree and away.

Later, he went to Genkai's Temple, looking for the only one the little youkai considered a friend. He found him doing a bit of training with the leader of the Reiki Tentei, Urameshi Yusuke. He waited for them to finish, knowing Genkai would flip if he interrupted them. Not that he cared particularly. The old woman was nothing to him, but he didn't want to get his friend in trouble.

"Hello, Hiei. How nice to see you." Kurama greeted his friend, once finished with his training.

"Hn." The youkai grunted. Kurama smiled. Hiei wasn't particularly talkative, but the kitsune could tell when his friend needed to discuss something. He walked away into the woods, knowing Hiei would follow. Sure enough, when he got in far enough, the little youkai dropped down in front of him and told him about his visit to the cemetery. Then he showed him the burn from the lightning on his arm.

Kurama winced and pulled out a paste that smell strongly of aloe and applied it to the burn while Hiei described the spell she'd used. "Ofuda." The kitsune murmured as he wrapped a bandage around the fire Youkai's arm.

"What the hell is that?" Hiei asked irritably. Kurama chuckled. Hiei glared at him. " Just explain it to me, Fox."

"The Ofuda are Chinese elemental charms inscribed on slips of paper and powered by one's own spirit. Usually unsealed by a staff, wand or, in this case, sword." Kurama explained. Hiei nodded.

"In any case, Hiei, we should report this to Koenma."

"Hn."

The next day, the irascible fire youkai went looking for his friend at Meiou High school. As he waited he noticed a familiar face. Sitting on the wall nearby was the brown-haired ningen onna, wearing the dark red uniform of Meiou High. Her hair was long, almost as long as Kurama's, and she had glasses on now.

Her violet eyes stood out starkly as she looked up at the sky. Her skin was not quite pale, not quite tan, and her choice of footwear was black boots that came up to her knees. Visible in the small space of thigh between her skirt and her boot on her left leg was a tattoo in the image of a dragon.

"Hiei." The little youkai leapt about six feet. Then he turned and glared at the fox, who stood chuckling behind him.

"Something about the new student caught your eye, Hiei?" The red head asked, not the least bit disturbed by his friends glare of death.

"Hn." The koorime grunted. "She's the girl from the cemetery. The one with the whatchamacallits."

"Ofuda." Kurama supplied.

"Hn."

"Ah. I thought Faith had a strange aura."