Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of its characters. I only own Miya.

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The file room was in disarray as usual. Papers all over the floor and dust gathering on them. No one ever took the time to clean the place up and put the files back where they belong, except me. I took care in making sure the file cabinets were filed correctly and neatly. After placing the folders where they belong, I began cleaning the room again like I had many times before. By the time I was done, it was already lunch time.

Ogres of all shapes and sizes were running around and talking. Spirit World was never quiet. A green one with glasses was talking fast into the phone while a group exchanged information. I walked away from them towards the elevator in front of the main counter. Once in the elevator, I pushed the button for the 5th floor, the cafeteria. The Spirit World building was made up of five floors: F1 and F2-business and information, F3-the hospital wing, and F4-living quarters for spirit detectives and guests.

The elevator dinged open. The cafeteria had several windows on either side with seating underneath each one. Blue tables were set up in front of me and the lunch line was behind them. Thankfully, this cafeteria served both human and demon food. I ordered a turkey sandwich and paid the chubby green ogre at the register. I chose a seat near one of the windows. Every few bites, I would look out at the vast space that is Spirit World. The many roads leading to different destinations were clear. In the distance was Botans pink figure on her famous oar coming closer.

"Hello, Anya." I looked up at the blue ogre.
"Hey, George. How's it going?"
"Okay. You?"
"Fine. Same old crap everyday."

You could say George and I were friends. He really wasn't so bad when Koenma wasn't on his back. We had a general talk about work and such when the intercom buzzed and a gritty voice spoke:

"George to Koenma's office. George to Koenma's office."
"Guess I have to go. Bye, Anya."
"Later George."

I finished the sandwich and went back to work. I stared in disbelief at the three heaping piles of cases waiting for me on my desk. For three hours, nothing but filing, filing, and filing. Did I mention I also have to record demon incidences, oversee the training of new detectives, help the reapers with their cases, and still have to make lunch for Koenma? I slammed the folder on my lap, tired of doing nothing but organizing. Standing up, my back cracked like firecrackers.

I need a break. Maybe I should go for a walk...

Bad idea. The number of ogres had doubled in the last three hours. Something big was happening. Everyone looked worried and frustrated. It was hard to tell what they were talking about. I walked up to a random ogre and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Uh, excuse me. Could you-"
"Now's not the time, girl!" He turned his back on me.
"Anya! Anya!" I turned around to see pink eyes staring straight at me.
"Hey Botan, do you know what's happening?"
"I'll explain later. Right now, I need the file on Case #11436."
"Case #114isn't that Kenichi's fi-"
"Don't ask stupid questions! Just please find it and bring it Koenma's office. Hurry!"

You don't need to tell me twice. I ran as fast as I could to the file room. In record time, I found Kenichi's file. I wondered what Kenichi had to do with all of this. A ruthless criminal, he hadn't been heard from in 10 years. I'm not an idiot. I knew Kenichi had something to do with the commotion is Spirit World. Perhaps they found him...

I knocked twice on the large doors. A high voice shouted at me to enter. The doors slid open. Koenma was at his desk, pacing back and forth like I had seen him do so many times, but he wasn't alone. Four other people were there, too. I've never seen them before. One even had-

"Anya! Quit daydreaming and bring me the file!"
"Sorry, sir!" I dashed to his desk. He ripped the file from my fingers and I stood off to the side.

Like I was saying, I'd never seen these people before. Now, mind you, I'd been in Spirit World for quite a while and I remembered the faces of demons who worked here. They were new, at least to me. The one who was yelling at Koenma had too much gel in his hair and he looked like a street punk. Great, now the other one joned in. I struggled to keep my laughter in. Number two screamed street punk too, but his Elvis-ish, orange hair...enough said.

Now to person number three...

Is he a child? He could pass for one. His black, spiky hair made him seem taller. His black clothes and attitude clearly sent the message-don't fuck with me. His red eyes didn't help, either. The last one was definitely the looker of the group. Long pinkish-red hair with emerald eyes that could make any woman beg for more.

"That'll be all for now, Anya. You can leave."

I bowed and left. The sounds of Koenma and Gel Boy starting another argument echoed in the open hall. They were relentless. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a lone figure leaning up against the wall. Her unnatural blue hair was hard to miss.

"Hey, Botan."
"Hi."
"What's up? How come everyone's going crazy around here? Is it Kenichi?"
"Unfortunately, yes. The radar picked up his energy signature a little while ago. He hasnt been seen in ten years. Why would you make yourself known now?"
"He probably got tired of hiding and missed the lust of killing."
"Maybe."
"Botan, come here." I led her back to Koenma's office. The doors were slightly ajar. "Who are they?"
"Who, the guys? Koenma's spirit detectives!" I cocked my eyebrow. She grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. "Don't tell you've never heard of spirit detectives!" Botan always had a flair for the overdramatic.
"Of course I've heard of spirit detectives. I'm not an idiot! I didn't know they were the new batch, though."
"BOTAN!" Koenma's voice screeched out. She groaned.
"Coming!" Botan sang out. "Later, Anya!"

I trudged back to the filing room to continue putting away the cases. By the time the clock struck ten, human time, I was ready to get out of there and get some sleep. A portal was provided for me every night by Botan. She accompanied me all the time and always made sure I got home safe and sound. Yes, I live in the human world. I had never felt comfortable living in Spirit World so Koenma let me stay in an LDK apartment in Tokyo.

The silver key slid into the lock. Having a gust of air conditioning hit me in the face after a long day's work was one of the few pleasures I had. After taking off my shoes on the shoe-rack, I microwaved leftovers. My small kitchen/dining room suited me perfectly, along with the bathroom across from it. On the back wall, two closed doors stood side by side. The left led to the living room while the right, my cozy bedroom.

I decided to skip the bath for tonight. The bed called out to me more. I loved the way my duck pajamas stuck to me when I got under the covers. When comfort came to mind, I thought of my duck pajamas and the blanket and two comforters I had on top of me. I tapped the base of my lamp and it shut off. I got situated under the covers where sleep came to me quicker than a John to a hooker.