Disclaimer: I don't own YYH. I don't own anything except Kuri, Jessie, Kida, a cheese sandwich, a purple pen, and some green Jell-O.

INTRO

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It all started maybe a month and a half ago when Koenma requested (actually told) me, Jessie, to join team Urameshi for an upcoming mission.

I almost said "NO! YOU LITTLE…" but knowing my place I said I would be delighted to join. The day came for them to arrive at my house to meet me.

My home is on a sprawling horse ranch with stables, arenas, and tracks surrounded by hills and trees. I came downstairs at 5 am, my usual hour, when I felt a familiar presence in my kitchen.

I turned on the light and flinched as it hit my sensitive eyes.

"Hey Kuri." I said blinking to adjust to the light. There at her 'normal' window seat sat my best friend Kuri. She however wasn't 'normal' as humans put it, then again neither am I.

Kuri is… well… a fire demon best described. She was short but she could kick your butt faster than a speeding bullet. Her dagger rested next to her in its dark red sheath. Her ever familiar long black hair with intense red highlights hung partially over her eyes.

Kuri shook it away and half smiled in greeting.

"Were you contacted as well?" I asked.

She scoffed "Duh, why else would I bring my weapon with me?" She looked back out the window to where the Giant barn was. I eyed the weapon at her side. She had a point.

"When will they be here?" she emphasized they in an annoyed manner. I looked out the window as well.

"About 9:00 I believe."

We continued talking until 7:00 while eating breakfast then made our way to the barn just as the sun was rising. "I wish I could stop the sun from rising for just one morning" I said while shielding my eyes. Kuri smirked and opened the barn door walking straight to her horse's stall.

"I wonder if these boys are anything like what I've heard about them." I prodded curiously.

Kuri remained silent as she saddled her chestnut mare.

"I heard they have a fire demon on their side too." I mentioned while saddling my own horse. A black stallion with a brown belly.

"Yes, good competition I hope." she stated.

I laughed and rolled my eyes. We rode together often but this day was going to be different. And we both knew why.

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