Author's note: Hey everyone, just want to make a couple things clear without trying to spoil anything. Mainly, I know how many Kurama/OC storys there are out there, and I thank anyone who took the time to check out mine. In this one, my OC has a history that didn't involve constant fawning over our hero. Most parts of her history will be explained shortly, and I plan to make her history very dark. So please enjoy.

Disclaimer: Guess I should do this... I do not, nor will I ever own this anime. I only own Kaya. (And maybe a couple future characters...)

"Yusuke, wake up! Yusuke, please!"

'Oh not again,' I thought as I rolled out of bed. Every morning since my idiot brother woke up from his "coma", mom has gone into his room to wake him up for fear he would go back into a "coma". And of course, she would do this at 6 in the morning, thus waking me up. I did have my own fears waking me up, however. Demons from my early life you could say. But thanks to this "early life", I knew exactly what had happened to my brother. He hadn't been in a coma; he had been dead and then brought back to life.

Yes, the legends were true. About the human, demon, and spirit worlds. When Yusuke was hit by that car, it wasn't his time to die. So, the spirit prince Koenma gave him a second chance at life. And I got to hear the whole story from the prince himself. It was the prelude (a very long prelude) to the point of why I needed to keep an eye on my delinquent brother until he is informed of his first mission as the new spirit detective, which should be soon. Of course, now Koenma owes me another HUGE favor since he told Yusuke the basics of my background – without my permission.

"Yes mother, I'm alive, just like yesterday," I heard from the room next door. 'I guess it's time to try to stop the waterworks. But hey, at least she's sober… I think.'

"It is your first day back, you have to go!"

"Absolutely not! I just got back from the dead; I don't think it's necessary for me to go!"

"Fine. I'll just call Keiko."

"You wouldn't. That's a low blow, Kaya," he scowled.

I smirked, knowing I had won. At the first mention of his girlfriend he returned to looking like a ghost. Served him right, too, after he so discretely (more like blatantly) lied and told a couple of the boys at school I was 'feeling frustrated' and 'needed to let loose'.

I will never forget the rumors that floated around for the next few weeks.

"You would know about low blows, wouldn't you?" I couldn't resist taunting.

The walk to school was boring as usual, minus the fact that everyone was staring at us. Well, not us. Just at Yusuke. I was just walking right next to him.

I could hear each whisper. Not that any of them knew I could. Oh the joys of being from the demon world.

All of the students were saying that they thought the delinquent was dead. For once they were right. Fortunately, Keiko didn't ask questions like these people were, although a peek inside her head told me she knew something was up.

I turned back to my brother. "Yusuke, please don't make your first day back harder than it has to be," I quietly requested.

"Meaning what?" he shot back at me. That reply got my back up.

"Meaning don't ditch class to go nap on the roof and don't go causing trouble. There's the bell. I will see you bright eyed in second period." With a final glare I turned and walked off to homeroom.

By lunch I am happy to say that everything appeared to be normal again. I had been asked out on a date by about twenty different boys from my own personal fan club, Yusuke was actually listening to mine and Keiko's berating, and delinquent number two of the school, Kuwabara, had challenged Yusuke five times only to be ignored. Sadly though, I knew it couldn't last.

At the beginning of next period, several students discovered some of their belongings were missing. Taking a wild stab at who was blamed for the crimes, I asked the teacher if I could go check on my brother.

As I got closer to the principal's office, I could hear voices shouting. 'Doesn't that idiot know not to yell at teachers yet?' I groaned in my head. I went around the last corner and realized it was Yusuke and Mr. Iwamoto yelling at each other with poor Mr. Takanaka watching helplessly. 'Might as well help the poor man.'

"What is going on here?" They both stopped yelling at my quiet command and all three turned to me. Even though I played the role of a Jr. High girl, after nearly two thousand years of living, I had some sense of authority to my voice that even the teachers here respected. Needless to say, I got away with a lot.

"It would appear that Mr. Urameshi has stolen some items from his fellow students," our principal explained.

"Appear? I would say he did. Probably learned from his tramp mother." I saw the smirk on Iwamoto's face and knew he wanted a reaction. Although I was rather ticked at what he said, I had to stop what I saw Yusuke was going to do. It would just get him in more trouble.

"You can do whatever you want to me, but don't say anything about my mom!" Yusuke growled out as he went into fight mode. I got ready to lunge at him and just as he was about to give Mr. Iwamoto a right hook into next week, everything froze.

"Yusuke!" We both looked up in shock to see a floating spirit prince.

"Koenma?" We both shouted.

"Yusuke, have I got a big case for you! Oh, hello Kaya."

I felt an eye twitch. 'Thank you for making me feel so loved, Koenma. I work for you, too. Please acknowledge that.'

He went right on ignoring me. "Three criminals broke into my father's vault, stole the Artifacts of Darkness, made slush out of the guards, and escaped to human world!"

"Can't you see I'm busy here?!"

"What about me, huh Yusuke?" I was trying to help him here! And I don't usually like being ignored by family and employers. Not that all the yelling we were doing was getting anyone anywhere.

"Yeah, her too." 'Thaaaanks…' "Now can you come back later? I need to deal with my own theft case."

Koenma about had a hissy fit. He pointed at Iwamoto. "Well there's your culprit, right there! Take out your psychic spyglass and look in his left pocket."

Yusuke did what Koenma said and lo and behold, there were the stolen items.

"Always knew he was a scumbag." I saw Yusuke nod his head in agreement.

"Great, now hurry up and do your thing!" 'Whiny little brat.'

The teachers started to unfreeze and Yusuke wrestled the items out of Mr. Iwamoto's pocket. He finally held up the stolen dragon pen. Mr. Takanaka glared at the other man.

"An explanation, Mr. Iwamoto?"

"Isn't it obvious? This delinquent planted it in my pocket. I'm so disgusted by this I can't even look at him." Mr. Iwamoto started to walk away, followed by the principal.

Yusuke went slack jawed. "He set me up!"

"Yes, Yusuke. Now go to work!"

"Ok, ok. But before that, revenge." Boys and their violence. Time to step in.

"You can't just hit a teacher, Yusuke. Koenma, he's spirit detective, can't he just use the spirit gun?"

"I was getting to that! You just spoiled the surprise!"

"What's a spirit gun?"

"Something I can't use," I muttered.

"Don't be bitter. Not all kinds of psychics can use this. Only a few have the spirit energy for it."

"Well nah, nah. And I'm not bitter. I can still stop a spirit gun in its tracks."

"Fascinating." 'And toddlers can't pull off sarcasm.'

"Will somebody tell me what in the world a spirit gun is?!"

Koenma sighed. "Control your spirit energy and gather it into your right index finger. Your finger should start to feel warm. When you're ready, aim and pull the trigger in your mind."

Yusuke followed his instructions and fired right at Iwamoto's back. Next thing we knew, he was face planted in the floor.

Yusuke looked amazed. "Wow. It worked."

"Yes. That is your spirit gun. Now for the moment, you can only use it once a day, until you get stronger."

"Great. Hey, can you use this Kaya?"

I groaned. 'He's just gonna rub it in now.' Out loud I said, "No, Yusuke. I have yet to be able to work on it, and I probably never will. I'm a demon, and a psychic one at that. I'm too busy with my own powers." This was true. I use one of my abilities at every second, even in my sleep. I was always looking into someone's mind to see why they were laughing or checking the future to make sure nothing caught me off guard – like Yusuke jumping out of a bush at me. But always something. If everything stayed in my head to long, my powers would try to force their way out, making everything go haywire. This was known from personal experience.

"Yes, now follow me so we can discuss what needs to be done."

We followed the floating toddler outside and into a shed at the end of the school's property. We went inside and made ourselves comfortable (or as comfortable as you can in an old dirty shed) as Koenma conjured up images of what we would be going after.

The Artifacts of Darkness.

"Please remember, your chief concern is recovery of these items."

He then proceeded to inform us of each of the three items' abilities. I had heard rumors about the artifacts while I was still in the Makai, but Yusuke, who would have never heard of them, had a drier opinion.

"Cheery. Who came up with those names?"

"Understand Yusuke, these items were forged from darkness and help keep the light and dark in balance. If used in the wrong hands, these items could tip the scale toward evil and take countless lives."

"Why is it always 'good and evil' and needing to 'save countless lives'? It's never simple." Always, always it's like this. In all the years I had worked for Spirit world…

"Shut up, Kaya. Get them Yusuke. You're our best chance while they're on earth."

"Say no more. You brought me back to life, I guess I can do something to earn my keep."

"About time you did. Feels like I do everything at home." Yes, I was snippy. They weren't exactly being nice to me.

"Anyway, you're our best hope, Yusuke. Kaya, I want you to go with him and help anyway that you can. You have experience with demon thieves. Rather more experience than I would care for, but all the same. Good luck."

'I wish I could throw something at him…' Instead of acting out the thought, I turned to Yusuke. "So my dear Spirit Sherlock, where to first?"

A couple of hours later…

"How do we find them? There are just a bunch of rich kids here! 'We think they're somewhere in uptown.' Some help that was!"

"You are overreacting, Yusuke. I have already seen that something will happen here. When they are nearby, we'll know. They were able to get into the spirit world vaults, so they're going to have high energy levels. Even if they were able to hide their energy, I at least should be able to find them a good half mile away, especially with all these humans – demon energy should stand out, not to mention the smell. I just hope they aren't smart enough to hide their energy."

"Great."

I began running my hands through my hair while I thought. What I had said was a worrisome prospect. If they were like any of the thieves that I used to know, they would be either flaunting the theft or covering everything down to their toe prints. If they were good thieves they would be doing both. Of course, no one was better than HIM.

My hands froze. There was a split second of a huge flare of energy. The people around us started shouting and gathering around something. My brother and I looked at each other before taking off toward the group of people. We pushed our way though the crowd only to see a young boy passed out on the ground. A small puff of white started to float off through the crowd.

"Yusuke, do you see that?" I grabbed his arm and pointed. "It must be that boy's soul."

"Meaning that the Orb of Baast is nearby. And that folks, is our first clue." We both stood up and ran after the soul. We ended up down a dark ally with a bunch of low down thugs. Something quickly caught my eye and mind. I leaned over to whisper to Yusuke.

"Yusuke, that guy over there has horns. Not to mention flipping through the last couple minutes of memories shows that he was waiting for that soul." 'And his energy,' I thought. 'Not that Yusuke can sense it yet.'

"You had me at horns. I see them too."

"Check his pockets with your spyglass."

He pulled it out only to prove that this was who we were after. The man got up and started to leave with us right behind him, until one of the thugs that were standing around put his hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, you two got any cash I could use?" His grip tightened on me. "Or other things." He leered at me.

'Ewwww, a greasy haired freak is touching me.' "Yusuke, can we hurry?"

"Sure thing."

A few kicks and right hooks later, we took off in the direction we saw the demon leave.

Once we left town and entered the woods, we stopped for a minute. Rain was just starting to fall.

"Great, we're gonna lose his tracks."

"Rain won't wash away energy. But I do think we should hurry. Something about this mission is giving me an eerie feeling."

"Like one of your visions or…?" I did appreciate the effort Yusuke was putting forward to accept what he had learned about me. I had hidden my history for fourteen years and he still was just fine with calling me his twin. Although, I still got to hear all the 'respect your elders' crap from him. It was only by twelve minutes. And I was technically two thousand years old. But I guess he was born before me… confusing.

I ran an agitated hand through my hair. "Not like a vision… more like déjà vu. Like I'm about to repeat something. It gives me the chills."

He looked faintly surprised. "Then let's hurry and finish up."

We continued deeper into the woods until we saw a spot without rain. Yusuke must not have seen weirder things.

"That's odd." He started toward it with me close behind.

I could feel plenty of energy as we got closer – obviously our thieves. Eventually we could make out voices. It sounded like arguing. We ducked behind a tree to watch.

"Guess we came at a bad time," I whispered.

"Then it's the perfect time to interrupt," he smirked.

'Oh dear. He doesn't know how angry demons can get. Guess it's a good time for him to learn.'

Yusuke walked right up to the clearing the criminals were in. I decided to stay back and scout out our thieves.

"Excuse me, neighbors," he said. I could now see who these demons were. One I recognized instantly. It was the guy we had followed here, Gouki. I had taken him into spirit world custody a couple of years ago. The other two I wasn't sure about. I could only tell that they were powerful – or would be one day.

Yusuke continued talking once he had their attention. "Couldn't help but notice there's no rain falling here. Maybe the next time you guys go stealing some magic toys, you should hide where it's not so obviously sunny. Just a tip."

'Cocky to the end,' I sighed.

The short demon in black spoke. "Who are you and how do you know about the artifacts?"

'And I thought Yusuke sounded full of himself.'

"Yeah," Gouki demanded. "Give us your name!"

"Oh thanks. I was hoping you'd ask."

'And sound the fanfare…' I thought with a groan.

"Hello boys! The name's Yusuke. I'm a Spirit Detective."

'At least he didn't mention me.' It wouldn't be good if demons found out where I was currently living.

Gouki seemed concerned, but the one in black told him not to worry. However, I didn't appreciate him calling my position 'one of Koenma's fools'.

While this was happening, the third thief, a red headed man, turned to leave. Yusuke actually noticed.

"Hey, where are you going?!"

As the man disappeared into the woods he said "Sorry. I don't have time to be arrested."

I got that eerie feeling again. I knew that voice from somewhere. And the faint energy coming from him… it was slightly off, but it almost felt like…

"Stop, Kurama. You can't just walk out on our plan!" the short one shouted as he disappeared into the forest as well. I barely noticed; everything seemed a little fuzzy.

'He… he just said… but, but… he's dead! There's no way! And that looked nothing like… but his energy was so freaking similar! How is that possible?'

I quickly went into Yusuke's mind. "Yusuke, I need to see Koenma now. Can you handle Gouki on your own?"

He looked surprised for a moment before he figured out I was in his head. "Yeah, sure. Are you ok?"

I didn't answer. I was already on my way to find a portal to spirit world.