This is my first FanFic. It will probably be filled with grammar and spellign mistakes, as well as much OOC-ness, so, be kind to me, Oks? I know I might be the worst speller on the face of the planet, so...yah

I don't own Yami no Matuei, It belongs to Matushita-senei and the anime people

Life started as it always did in the summons department. The figure of Asato Tsuzuki could be seen coming down the hall, closely followed by his partner, Hisoka Kurosaki. The elder shinigami seemed happy and full of energy, as usual, as he sat down at his desk.

Hisoka came to sit across from him. "Can you tune down that happy baka?" he asked "it's giving me a headache!"

"Oops! Sorry Hisoka!!" Tsuzuki said, blocking his emotions like he was used to. "I just forgot is all"

Hisoka nodded and looked at the pile of paperwork on his desk. He sighed and grabbed the first would be report, just as Tatsumi came out of Kanoe's office "Tsuzuki-San, Kurosaki-kun, you have a case." the blue-eyed shinigami called.

"WHAT!! Now Tatsumi-San?!" Tsuzuki shrieked

Hisoka sighed and stood up "Yes baka, now!!" he marched towards the briefing room.

Tsuzuki hung his head and followed. Once they were all in the room, Tatsumi passed around files. "There is something strange happening in your sector."

"Something strange?" Hisoka asked "Like what?"

"Like people coming back to life" Kanoe replied "or, to be more exact, they are ghosts are appearing in physical form."

"That's not too uncommon, stuff like that happens all the time. I mean, don't human psychics usually take care of that sort of thing?" Tsuzuki pointed out.

"This is a little more unusual" Tatsumi continued. "All the people appearing are from England, and they all died in 1900"

Both Tsuzuki and Hisoka's eyes went wide. "1900, like, the year I was born!?" Tsuzuki asked.

"Exactly Tsuzuki" The chief said "And they can for some reason understand us without us speaking English"

"so...they can all speak Japanese" Tsuzuki suggested.

"I really doubt that baka" his partner retorted "Not many people in England back then knew a word of Japanese, let alone could speak it fluently."

Kanoe nodded "Exactly Kurosaki. They all speak English to us, yet we hear it in Japanese, and when we speak back to them in Japanese, they hear it in English, it's very strange."

"Not to mention half of them didn't even know where Japan is, let alone have a reason to be here." Said Tatsumi, adjusting his glasses. "There have been 4 reported cases so far, we were able to simply send the first 3 back to the underworld but..."he sighed "This last one couldn't be sent back...we couldn't get connection to the part of the underworld they are coming from. Right now she is safe here, but we barely got her here. I'm afraid the next one won't even be able to come here."

The Kyushu shinigami let this information sink in. No one spoke for a bit. Eventually, Kanoe cleared his thought. "They have been appearing at Kagako Train station in Nagasaki at 3'o Clock sharp every 4 days, and the last one came in 4 days ago. SO, we need you there to catch the newest one today. Assuming he or she comes of course." He looked at the two partners "Hopefully we will get someone more talkative and less afraid than Miss Wentworth, our current guest. She refuses to talk to anyone."

There was a moment of silence when the department chief had finished. Hisoka stood up. "I understand."

Every one waited for the inevitable start to every mission that involved the two Kyushu shinigami, and it came soon enough. "Tatsumi-San?' Tsuzuki asked quietly, as he always did.

"What is it Tsuzuki-San?" He answered.

"Can I have some spending money?" Tsuzuki asked, eyes wide, a pout coming across his features.

"I suppose" Tatsumi answered as he reached for his wallet, shocking everyone, including the amethyst-eyed shinigami himself.

"Seriously??" Tsuzuki asked in a squeak.

"Yes. You are going to be supporting an extra person in the living world." He rifles through the bills in his wallet "5,000 yen should do it." The eyes behind the secretary's glasses were closed in a smile, and everyone sweat dropped simultaneously.

Tsuzuki took the money, knowing better than to argue, or the little he got would probably go away.

"We'll report in regularly" Hisoka said as he dragged Tsuzuki out of the room and closed the door.

"Only 5,000 yen? Tatsumi is such a cheapskate!!" Tsuzuki whined on their way out the door.

"That's a lot more than we usually get, so be happy!" Hisoka scolded his partner.

Tsuzuki sighed and hung his head "Yes Hisoka"
Tsuzuki and Hisoka had made their way to Kagako station. It was 10 'till 3, and both were equally bored. The two shinigami were sitting beside each other on a bench. Hisoka was reading a book, and Tsuzuki was watching people go by.

"No one is coming!!" Tsuzuki whined.

"Be patient baka" Hisoka said, without looking up from his book.

Tsuzuki looked down at the book in his young partner's hands. "Hisoka, that's a huge book!! It's not in English, is it?"

"No idiot, I can't read English that well yet." he sighed "But the stuff in here was written about the same time the people who are coming through are from."

"Ohhh..." Tsuzuki went back to watching people.

A few more minutes went by without any incident. Suddenly, there was a tousle in the little crowd in the station. Tsuzuki touched his partner on the arm, and Hisoka looked up from his book, which was duly tucked under the young man's arm as they went over to the sight of the skeptical, and saw its cause.

A man, very tall compared to the people surrounding him, probably 6'3, had appeared from this air. He had on a suit typical of those in Victorian England, and wore a cocky smile on his face.

Hisoka's eyes went wide. "Dear gods" he said under his breath "It's him!"

Ok, so..chapter 1 DOWN!! Who is the mystery man?? Well...tell me in your reviews, ok?

I won't update until someone I don't know reviews it...OH!! And, if you guess right you get...a mention in the next chapter and a faster update...and an inmagiary cookie.

oh, and, 5000 yen is approximately 50...if you didn't know