A/N: Anyway, this one-shot was prompted by a dream I had and I just couldn't say no. There is implied KurKag

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Inuyasha OR YuYu Hakusho. Though, I wish I owned Sess, Kurama and Hiei. Those damn hotties.

Chasing Treasures

A young woman of eighteen with hair the color of midnight, ran down the deck of a cruise ship. Cerulean eyes glanced behind her, only to see a mass of other bodies and no sign of her pursuers. She slowed to a stop next to a guardrail that prevented her from plummeting to her death. Her wind tousled tresses of ebony fell in waves around her as she reached out a delicate hand to push through the soft, wispy, wetness of a cloud. The woman-child was startled when a body collided with hers and scrawny but strong arms wrapped around her.

"Caught you, Kagome!" An adolescent tenor exclaimed in her ear, making her wince slightly. The woman, identified as Kagome, turned around to see her best friend's little brother. She tousled deep brown locks and let an amused simper grace her lips.

"Looks like you have," She chuckled, "where's everybody else Kohaku?"

He himself looked behind him and saw none of his kin whom had previously been following closely behind him. Kohaku frowned thoughtfully and scratched the back of his head. He turned around in a circle to try to catch a glimpse of any of their companions.

"Huh, I dunno. Maybe Souta's around here somewhere. I swear he was right next to me Kagome." He looked around again but it held the same results.

Kagome laughed again but this time it was a melodious alto timbre, "I guess we're going to have to find them then, right?"

"I guess, maybe we'll find Sango on the way. I doubt it though, she was with Miroku." He grinned mischievously and she shook her head at his antics.

"Now what'd I say about teasing your sister? No doing it unless I'm there." They both burst into laughter and began walking in companionable silence.

They walked around the open space searching for their missing friends while dodging flying projectiles, running children and just people in general. Finding no one outside, the two decided to head indoors to the first floor. The walls of the first floor were painted beige white with dark cherry wood accenting the doorways and windows. Right in front of them stood a fountain with a koi statue spouting water from its mouth and behind that stood a grand staircase leading to the second floor. People of all sizes, races, species and origin crowded the hall. The marble floor was spotless and shined clearly, making Kagome able to glimpse her reflection. In her reflection, she caught a flash of red and stopped abruptly. She swerved and switched directions while keeping a tight hold of Kohaku's upper arm. She nearly ran into a hybrid as she tried to chase the red blur and had to pause to apologize. When they finally came to a stop, the raven haired beauty pouted as the red blur she had been chasing all this time turned out to be a handsome young man. He was dressed in a fuchsia colored suit, which oddly enough, matched well with his crimson hair and beautiful emerald eyes. Kagome noticed women seemed to gravitate toward him and she immediately began to feel the stirrings of pity well up inside her. She watched as one of the few braver souls' approached him. The woman was stunning with long curled hair that matched the color of the earth and flawless pale skin that shone with a green sheen. Her eyes were the color of dark green leaves. A tree species most likely, Kagome thought. From the distance she stood, she couldn't tell what the woman was saying, but by his obvious reaction it must have been something extremely forward. His soft smile and the uncomfortable look in his eyes said it all, though it seemed the ladies couldn't take a hint. The poor guy, she would have helped him but she was looking for a different redhead who just so happen to share the same features.

They'd paused for a long time and Kohaku's arm was beginning to ache with the harsh grip Kagome had on him. He wondered idly what had caught her attention but couldn't see over the bumbling females. Yes indeed, he was still shorter than the general population. Finally, her grip slackened but was still firm and he was finally having enough of her manhandling. He nudged her with a hard poke to the arm and she flinched in pain before looking at him.

"Ouch, what was that for shorty?"

"Well Kagome, you're cutting off the circulation in my arm. What got your attention anyway?" He inquired and rubbed the sore spot on his arm after she let go.

"Oops, sorry, I just thought I saw Shippo, false alarm."

The hazel-eyed boy just shook his head and didn't comment on that. "Let's just go over this way. There aren't that many redheads like him." Little did he know…sapphire orbs glanced back at the overcrowded man before she looked away, she shook her head to dispel any thoughts on that fine specimen of a male.

It was two hours before they found Sango. Low and behold she was managing a deathly glare at their monk friend. He on the other hand was flirting with a group of women. Their frilly dresses were flamboyant and their perfume was so strong it wafted towards the trio without a breeze to help it along. The shrill and fake laughter coming from them was deafening and Kagome wondered what species with advanced hearing would stand to be near such harpies. Miroku seemed to be enjoying himself as another three women flocked to him.

Sango's glare combined with Kagome's exasperated one made a wary shiver run up his spine. He turned to look behind him and gulped. His lovely Sango was glaring daggers at him and if looks could kill, he'd be dead a hundred times over. He laughed nervously and excused himself regretfully from their presence.

"Ah, Lady Kagome, Kohaku, it's good for you to finally join us." He grinned and sauntered over with arms open wide.

Kagome dodged him with a bland look on her face and murmured, "Sango's going to kill you." She stood five feet away from him with her arms crossed, "Please Miroku, I won't fall for that trick again."

"Oh, you wound me Kagome. What has this humble monk done to warrant such suspicion from you?"

"Maybe it's your wandering hand and that lecherous smile you wear when you come at me with open arms." She deadpanned.

"It's cursed I tell you!" He exclaimed good-heartedly.

She snorted in return while rolling her eyes. "Yeah, cursed to grope every woman's back side."

Miroku sighed in defeat and went to greet Kohaku. Kagome went to stand next to Sango. It was silent for a moment as they both observed the goings-on in the hall. It was lively and boisterous and everyone looked like they were having fun.

"So, have you seen Shippo or Souta? Where are Inuyasha and Sesshomaru?" Kagome asked.

"No, I haven't seen hide or hair of those four. Last I saw, Shippo was running off with Inuyasha. Souta was with you and Kohaku, and Sesshomaru went to check the layout of this place."

"Hmm," Kagome hummed thoughtfully, "I guess we're going to have to search for Souta then."

In another part of the room, Souta, Shippo and Inuyasha were stuffing their faces with cake. Souta had found the two boys when he lost sight of Kohaku while they were running after Kagome. He didn't know how they ran so fast but he guessed it was the reason they, along with the big dog, were the ones to grab and go. Those three were the swiftest and most silent when nabbing treasures. As for the rest of them, they were the distraction when they were on the "job" as Kagome liked to call it. Souta was eyeing a particular piece of cake and was about to snatch it up when a kid even shorter than him walked up and plucked it right out of its pretty little plate. The dark haired boy was about to protest loudly when upon closer inspection, the boy was not so much a boy but a very short man with a very malevolent air radiating about him. He stepped away conceding to his loss and watched dejectedly as the man ate his cake. After he was done, he walked away disappearing into the crowd.

"Who was that?" intoned Shippo as he jumped up onto Souta's shoulder.

He startled, "I…I don't know, but he sure was scary."

He'd felt that stare. He didn't know where it had come from, but it had sent shivers up his spine. It was like those eyes were watching his every move and it had made him feel like prey. It was a feeling he wasn't used to but he didn't mind in the least. It was intimate and piercing and spine-tingling. It made his heart race and his pulse jump in anticipation. It was arousing and he wanted to know just who would look at him like that. Then suddenly the smoldering gaze he'd felt was gone and it made him feel cold, as if the sun had just disappeared under the horizon and the coldness of winter invaded his bones. He came back to himself and remembered a horde of women were still caging him in. Now, he was left to fight these banshees off himself.

Kurama was having the hardest time trying to fend off his group of…admirers. They were a persistent bunch, he would give them that much. When the first woman had thrown herself at him he merely smiled and took it. That was one of his biggest mistakes ever, as it opened the door to even more women becoming bolder and also trying to grab his attention. He tried his best to shake off the harpies but to no avail. Being the gentleman that he was, he couldn't just coldly shake them off. Emerald hues looked around to try to find at least a shred of his teammates but he was left alone to fend for himself, the cowards. Kurama had thought curt replies and the general distance he put between him and his suitors would deter them, but all it did was make them want him more. When they weren't looking he grimaced and sighed while he opened up his mind to link it with his telepathic friend though, would rather die than admit to anything of the sentimental sort.

"Hiei," He whispered through the link.

"What is it you want fox?"

Kurama paused and he could almost feel the man's irritation, "I am in need of your assistance at the moment."

"You mean to use me as a means of escaping your…what did Yusuke call them, fan girls?"

The redhead sighed internally and rearranged his words, "Not use you per say, just that I require your," he paused again but said it anyway, "help."

"Hn."

The link abruptly closed, but at the same moment a large, baleful aura buffeted outward and a short man with gravity defying black hair swaggered over. Vermillion orbs pierced any that looked him straight in the eyes. Those that did were quick to look away. As he approached, many of the women that had been hanging off of Kurama let go and stepped back fearfully. For all Hiei's shortcomings in height, he made up for in power and prestige (infamously of course). The women whom were too slow to react to the predatory gait were scathed with a vicious glare that had them flinching away as if burned. The cerise colored man saw this as his opportune moment.

"Ah, please excuse me ladies, it seems I am needed elsewhere."

When they were alone he thanked the fire apparition, and in return he received a singular "hn" as the short statured man went to satiate his sweet tooth.

Kurama on the other hand retired to his room to contact Spirit World. Koenma mandated that they report to him every day at the end of the day. He would have liked it better if he could get away and go to Spirit World himself, but opening portals to different dimensions was a no go when there were so many suspicious persons. He withdrew his communicator and waited for the mirror to clear. When it did, a blue haired girlwith pink eyes was shone standing in the middle of the throng of workers. He could clearly see papers flying about and hear shouting while a blue ogre rushed past her.

"Botan," He greeted, and inclined his head, "is Koenma available?"

"Oh, Kurama!" she exclaimed in delight, "Sorry, he's really busy right now and he's about to blow his top. George is running around like a chicken with his head cut off. Apparently, some new soul just passed through that shouldn't have and now Koenma is going to get one hundred spankings."

Kurama inwardly winced for his employer. People would think spankings were a joke, but no, if one got a spanking that was a severe punishment. He of course had never witnessed it for himself, but every time the toddler would come back into his office angrier than usual, he knew. The fox ran a hand gently through his hair as he set the communicator down on the desk situated in his room. He began to change into his nightly attire as he talked.

"I see, please tell Koenma that nothing out of the ordinary has happened yet. We are keeping a look out, but no suspicious movements or persons have been taken note of." He finished, as he pulled a silk shirt over his head. He reached behind him to pull out the luscious locks of hair that were trapped in the shirt and they fell like a waterfall down his back.

"Aye, aye." She said, while saluting him like a soldier would. The connection blinked out of existence and he picked it up to stash away. He went and lay in his bed before leaning over and switching off the lamp. It was time to get some rest so he could face tomorrow's challenges with a sharp mind…not to mention his admirers. He would never say it out loud, but he was more scared of them, than a towering ten foot demon foaming at the mouth with razor sharp claws and all.

Two completely dull and boring days passed and Kagome found herself lying on her bed in the room she shared with Sango. She rolled over onto her back and sighed, staring up at the ceiling. She had tried venturing out of her room but everything was the same and the people were annoying. Don't get her wrong, she was a very sociable person but the last few days had just been getting on her nerves. She was restless and she knew it. Kagome glanced out the window and saw a wide expanse of sky and clouds, there were birds flying just below the ship where she could see them. She wanted an adventure damn it! She rolled over but this time onto her side. She knew sitting here sulking wasn't going to get anything done but Sesshomaru hadn't given the O.K. to try anything yet and they all needed to be on standby for when the actual treasure hunting began. She couldn't wait for the thrill of snatching valuables from unsuspecting fools. Some would call it thievery but she just called it antique shopping. Most of the things they stole were hundreds, if not thousands of years old anyway. Of course, her entourage wasn't cheap either. Everything they nabbed had at least some worth to it, be it ancient powers or was high technological equipment. Kagome sighed again, and then decided to get up off her lazy butt and go outside. She dressed inconspicuously in peasant clothing and put on her black boots that came up to mid calf. She ran her fingers through her hair quickly to smooth down any stragglers and glanced at herself in the mirror, dare she say she looked good. She then left, a small dagger secured snugly into her right boot.

On her walk down the side of the ship, she leaned over the railing to get a good feel of the gentle wind. The ship moved at a leisurely pace and allowed her to watch random clouds float by. The sun shone brightly in her face as she closed her eyes and turned to feel the warm rays. Feeling a presence, she lethargically opened her eyes and was met with a short statured girl, possibly her age,whowaseven shorter than her. Kagome studied her. She had a short bob-cut that framed her face and side-swept bangs that were held back by flower pins. Her hair was a most peculiar saffron color while her eyes were deep set and large, giving her that innocent look. The hues of her orbs were a deep, tarnished bronze that glittered amber near her pupils. The girl had a cherubic face but it wasn't so round that it made her look like a baby. Her ears were long, very long and tapered into delicate points. She had full pink lips and a small button nose. It was obvious the girl was a different species entirely, but overall, she was quite pretty and Kagome had no idea why she was here. A long silence stretched between them until the girl broke it.

"Hello, I am Aoife. I come from the planet Terrunda. It is a few billion light years away from here."

Kagome stood awkwardly and laughed uncomfortably. This girl showed up out of nowhere and just introduced herself. The logical thing to do would be to return the greeting, but she was caught off guard. Slowly but surely Kagome regained enough of her senses and her manners to return the gesture.

"Um, hi…I'm Kagome and I'm a priestess. I come from right here, Earth."

The girl smiled happily and leaned against the rail next to Kagome. Kagome stared at her, wondering what in the world was going on. As if her thoughts had been read, the girl spoke up in her soft voice.

"I'm sorry if I came off a little too forward, it's just that you looked as if you needed the companionship."

Kagome blinked, then laughed, "There's nothing to be sorry about. You're right anyways. I was getting bored by myself."

They walked and talked for a while and Kagome found herself genuinely enjoying Aoife's company. Sure, their meeting had been awkward but it turned into a marvelously, blooming friendship. It was too bad that it wasn't going to last. When the ship docked later in the evening for the annual festival, was when they would strike. Sesshomaru had told her so when she and Aoife had spotted him talking to one of the nobles, most likely trying to make successful business associates. She had just started to enjoy herself, and now she'd have to stow away into the night like the thief she was. Such was the way of life. Well, her life.

A/N: Well, this was a one-shot that I came up with from a dream. It's for my comm. arts class. I'ts supposed to be a science fiction story but...I don't think I accomplished that. I was debating on if I should continue this and make it a multi-chapter story, but I don't know. I might because I do kind of want to expand, but I'm iffy. What do you guys think I should do?