Edit 7/09/12

England was once part of the world of Nabari, until it died out and was replaced by a new art. Magic. Still, there is a secret that remains, one that only a few wizards know of and one that the Kairoshu intend to get their hands on.

Author Note: Yeah, so I have to make a few changes in order to make this fic work. Don't kill me over them please...

I've had to do a bit to *possible spoiler* lengthen Yoite's life a bit. Otherwise, this would be way to short.

Um, time frame is yet to be decided. Nabari world, shortly before the Koga trip when Yoite's health isn't completely going down hill. HP world, um somewhere between his 4th and 6th yr.

And don't bite my head off when I say this... this is just a completely random fanfic. If stuff doesn't make sense, it's cuz I'm insane and combining wizards and ninjas, something that I prolly shouldn't even attempt, but am anyways.

This isn't susposed to be taken too seriously, and as such im not treating this all that seriously. This is out here only for the sole purpose of character interaction and because I am pure evil. O.O

Enjoy ;)

Oh, hmmm, as for the language barrier... I guess we'll just go with a charm or something.

"Yukimi..." The Kairoshu leader said, motionless as he read over a document in his lap. Yukimi looked over from where he was sitting, a full glass in hand and a plate of food on the table in front of him.

"Hmm?" He replied, careful not to open his already full mouth. He swallowed quickly and put the glass down, making his way over to his leader. He wondered if it was anything else about Yoite's odd behavior. Sure, the kid was misbehaving, but he was dying. That was reason enough to be a little unstable, right?

"I have another assignment for your group," Leader Hattori said, sliding over the document silently. Yukimi cringed, sheepishly rubbing the back of his blond head, an erratic grin on his face.

"Aw, c'mon. I thought we were going to go give those Koga ninjas some trouble?" Yukimi joked, though he would openly admit that he was a bit disappointed. A trip to visit the Koga sounded exciting enough.

Hattori managed a faint smile. "Relax, I'm sure you will find this quite entertaining. I'm shipping you off to England."

Yukimi jerked with surprise. "Whoa, no way!" He thought it over before adding, "But there's not going to be any Ramen in England, how am I suppose to keep up with my job in the front world?"

Hattori pulled the document back that Yukimi had failed to look at. "I'm sure you'll manage," Hattori said, rather bluntly. "Besides, it's Miharu and Yoite that will be doing most of the work. I'm sure you'll have no trouble finding another job to meet your needs."

Yukimi sighed, "Alright, so why England?"

"I tried to gain your interest in this document, but you failed to glance at it..." Hattori said, to which Yuikimi turned a bright shade of scarlet. "Anyway, I've come across something, very little, but still something. There are no names, but it's said to do work on one's soul. It could be useful in activating the Shinra Banshou."

"No name, eh?" Yukimi asked, Hattori nodded. "Then what do we do? We can't just wonder around England and hope something turns up."

"This document is old, but it comes from a school that is still in existence today. I've made contact -though it did take some time- with the Headmaster. He has accepted my offer in taking Miharu and Yoite in as students in return for knowlage on the Nabari world and the Shinra Banshou." Hattori explained.

Yukimi was silent for a moment, "You mean that we're interacting with someone from the front world?"

It made a little sense. The Nabari world is becoming less known, completely extinct in some places. It's possible that in England, Nabari left traces that the front world is left oblivious to.

"Not exactly." Hattori replied, a mischievous grin appearing on his face.

Yukimi raised his eyebrow. "Explain?"

Hattori passed over the document once more, to which Yukimi promptly responded by picking it up. "Do you believe in magic, Yukimi?"

"Alright, Kiddos. Pack up!" Yukimi shouted, walking over to where Miharu and Yoite were sitting, sipping on a cup of cider. Miharu glanced up, emotionless eyes piercing Yuikimi's. Was it time to go to Koga already?

"Is it time?" Miharu asked.

"Sorta, but a slight change of plans." Yukimi said, walking over to find his gun. "We now have a plane to catch. Apparently, we're being shipped off to England." He rummaged through his own clothes, picking up his gun and a few other unnameable items along the way.

"England?" Yoite said, his voice was low, almost a whisper. He shared a look with Miharu, one that only he would recognize as worry.

He didn't have much longer to live, how much would this trip inconvenience them? The last thing Yoite wanted was to die in England.

"How long?" Miharu asked.

"Shouldn't be long," Yukimi said, throwing a few more things into his suitcase. "Boss says it's just until we can dig up more information on some kind of...well to tell you the truth I really don't know what it is."

"That doesn't make any sense... what about Yoite's condition?" Miharu asked, a bit persistant. Yoite passed him a cold stare.

"Miharu.." he whispered.

"Relax, you little brat," Yukimi said, giving him one of those nonchalant looks. "Boss says the old man he talked to might be able to try something we haven't thought of yet. Who knows. Either way, we don't have a choice so don't argue and pack up."

"When do we leave?" Yoite asked, unmoving from his spot next to Miharu.

"Two hours, so hurry up." Yukimi said, taking out his phone to dial Raikou. He left with his suitcase in one hand and the phone in the other, talking to Raikou as well, "Yeah, boss has a change of plans."

Author Note: Yeah so this is just a sneak peak. Actual chaps will be a bit longer. Again, this isn't to be taken as a serious attempt so no flaming please. Constructive critism, however, is appreciated.