Disclaimer: As much as I would love to, I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho.

A/N: Hi! FickleJKdreamer here, reporting in with my first attempt at a full-length story. This story hit me while looking through my old account [secretlyobsessed576] and I came across my old stories, one of them being something like this one. I decided to try and pick it back up.

PLEASE kindly read&rate. I could use some feedback for this [teehee]

Backstory

The Makai. Ruled by the Three Kings: Raizen, Yomi, and Mukuro.

The eventual death of Raizen occurred shortly after Yusuke Urameshi's confrontation with him. It was natural he took his place.

However, in the matter of a week, the remaining of the Three Kings, Yomi and Mukuro, after the eventual death of Raizen, met their end through unforeseeable circumstances.

It prompted Kurama and Hiei, respectively, to take their place. And with Kazuma Kuwabara acting as a sound adviser (much to Hiei's distaste), the three new rules united the Makai into one whole.

Although the three (honorably four) rulers successfully reigned over the Makai, it did not stop them from their other duties in the Ningenkai. Thus, they all periodically left the Makai to administer to their academic college duties, leaving the now-King Koenma of the Reikai along with his Queen, Botan, to watch over the Makai while they had departed.

As of late, underground trouble began brewing in the deserted castle of the Four Gods in Demon City. Rituals of recuperation and plans of unknown degree have been drafted within the stony walls.

Change and challenge presented themselves, and the next time the Tantei returned to the Makai after a few weeks of class, news of burning villages and towns along with the slaughtering of demons reached their ears. Normally, this wasn't so bad, but knowing who was behind it all perked their attention, assuring a quick response.

In due time, the names 'Tantei' and 'Toguro' were what made up everyday conversation of demonfolk as tension between to two forces threaten to clash.

Chapter 1

"Your 'ighness?"

"We talked over this before, Jin. You don't have to call me 'Your Highness.' We're friends, right?"

The flying Irish windmaster hovered in the air, grinning mischievously as he clutched a clipboard in his hands. He looked down at the slick-haired, chocolate brown-eyed ruler, who gave him a scowl from his lazy position on a highly-elaborate gold throne.

"Ah guess. But it's what ye are, ya know?" Jin rebutted, sticking out his tongue.

"Anyways," Yusuke just shook his head, a small grin on his face, "Besides you, what's up now?" He obviously hadn't lost his habitual look from his younger days, though his obviously-muscular physique from Mazaku blood said otherwise about his being almost 20 or 21. However, his double duties have shaped up quite considerably his oral articulateness and handling of business. Brawling was not always a number-one priority anymore. "More destruction, right?"

"You betcha," came the almost-humorous reply, "Another 20 villages near the mountains. They're REALLY pushin' it, ain't they?" Jin's face turned into a frown.

"No kidding. They're just makin' a mark."

The two heads in the room shifted to the speaker. The only human with any degree of respect in the whole Makai, Kuwabara walked towards them, his coal-gray eyes forming a resigned look on his chiseled face. His orange Elvis-styled hair hadn't changed, and neither did his burly physique let up its muscle despite his slight aging as well.

"Why that face, Kuwabara?" Yusuke scoffed, "Not like the usual you."

"It just sucks having to keep track of all the towns and stuff that go down in flames every now and then," came the tired answer, "Besides, having summer homework doesn't make it that much easier anyway."

"It wasn't really your job to do, oaf. You just happened to be there."

Jin and Yusuke erupted in a fit of chuckling as their two fellow demon rulers came walking into the room.

"Not that it doesn't help, of course. Any extra help is welcome and very much appreciated," Kurama assured Kuwabara, readjusting his thin-framed glasses onto his bright emerald orbs for eyes, his long red hair tied into a ponytail. He had one of his sheepish grins on his face. "Anytime you need it, I can help you with that homework. I need to get started on mine as well…"

"Hn, you mean those ningen books I accidentally incinerated?" Hiei huffed, his crimson eyes showing obvious annoyance, his tone betraying that accident done on purpose. He still wasn't used to ningen schools, though previous orders from Koenma required him to enroll. "What good are they for? They don't have any purpose here."
"They're needed to keep face, shorty," Kuwabara retorted, "But anyways, still no dice on Toguro whereabouts either. They're still untraceable."

"Ya sound like you've given up," Jin taunted as he floated away into another corridor. As though tipping his fatigue into frustration, Kuwabara stomped off after him.

"Anyways, what now?" Yusuke drawled, drawing invisible circles on the throne's arms in boredom with his finger, "That's a few more down."

"Well, we could send out scouts again," sighed Kurama as he walked over to a window and gazed out over the darkened realm, "We have class again tomorrow. If anything, they can report to Jin or Touya, and in turn they can tell Koenma…who will probably tell Botan to tell us," he finished with a bit of afterthought, giving an awkward grimace as he faced the lingering two.

"Sounds like a plan," Hiei muttered, "Now that we have that out of the way, I'm going out. Who knows if I'll either sleep or find something to do in this place." And he exited through the throne room's main doors. Yusuke and Kurama only exchanged looks before following suit.

*Demon Castle*

"Hm, I'm surprised they haven't thought about scouring this place out yet. It's the last place they would expect, isn't it, Ototou?"

"They already have, Ani."

"You mean them?" And a long pale arm pointed in the direction of three wasted corpses attached to a stony wall by means of iron shackles. Whatever remainder of clothing they had bore a tiny emblem of the Tantei's reign. "I thought they were just food."

"The fact they haven't returned to give their report on findings will surely have them wondering what's going on," cut in a muffled voice, twirling an empty martini glass of drink on a polished oak table before going up to search a nearby bookshelf, "They'll undoubtedly do it again."

"As long as we have our stronghold here, we can keep them out," Elder Toguro smirked devilishly as he walked out of the dark room lit by torches.

"Where's Bui? Out again?" asked Younger Toguro as he watched Karasu pore over the shelf's book titles. By "out", everyone knew that meant personal training to get stronger, hacking at things with his giant anchor of an axe.

"You know him. He's not much for words," Karasu nodded as he flipped through a particularly old book's pages. At that, his eyes widened, "Toguro, I think you might want to check this out."

"What is it?" asked the monstrous human as he lowered himself into a chair, resting his head on his hand. Karasu put the book down and flipped it in his direction.

"Something that could greatly help us take back what control we lost over this hell of a world."

A/N: So, what do you think? I know it's kinda introductory at the moment, but I plan to update this as often as I can get around to writing [*glares at majors homework*].

Will Team Toguro reach their power source before the Tantei have time to even know about it? Who knows? We'll see soon enough [bwaha] Please review!

-FickleJKdreamer signing off.