Harry crouched on the balls of his feet as he hid in an alleyway waiting for his pursuers to give up. He wasn't sure who the wizards worked for but he knew one thing, they desperately wanted him dead. So much so that they had followed Harry all the way to Japan. He clenched his jaw tightly as he pressed his hand to his side. One of the flying cutting curses managed to catch him there. So he waited, straining his ears for any signs that they had given up.

"Yusuke Urameshi I swear if your hiding down there again instead of being at school you are sorely going to regret it!" Shouted out a female's voice. She had long chestnut brown hair and honey colored eyes, that even as far away in the shadowy alley that Harry was, he could see the aggravation as she stomped further towards his hiding spot. If she didn't stop soon the wizards were sure to catch the both of them and unlike regular Aurors these wizards didn't care who got caught in the crossfire. If Harry had to hazard a guess they were Hit Wizards.

Using his newly acquired reflexes he reached out and grabbed a hold of her pressing her up against him tightly and held his other hand across her mouth. "Please be quite." He breathed against her ear. "They will kill you otherwise." Tensing up preparing for her to fight back at his hold.

To prove his point several footsteps raced past their hiding spot nearly catching sight of them. Their angry shouts bouncing of the concert walls. He tensed further, if that was even possible, as he watched them pass by without looking back. Waiting for a few more minutes before letting her lose breathing a sigh of relief.

"Would they really have killed me?" She said in a calm manner. She wasn't reacting at all like he thought she would. For that Harry was thankful.

"Yes, they would have." Harry answered honestly.

She stood in front of him with an passive look on her face as she took in his ragged apparence. "You're a foreigner." She stated simply. "And your bleeding." Reaching out she grabbed hold of his wrist and tugged him forward. "Come on I know a safe place that you can hide out in."

"I'm not sure." Harry started off looking at her in stunned belief.

"I don't care how tough you may think you are but your likely going to pass out soon if that isn't taken care of. Now come on." She said with narrowed eyes daring him to protest again.

With little choice left to him Harry allowed this strange girl to lead him past several crowds only to stop in front of a small house off of the main walk way of what was considered the slums.

"Shizuru will be able to patch that up for you no problem." She said with a reassuring smile before she lead him inside.

The house wasn't very big but it held a sense of security that Harry hadn't felt in a long while. His gut twisted painfully. What the hell was he doing here? He was going to get this girl killed if he didn't leave soon.

"Your stray looks like he's about to bolt Keiko." A woman with long brown hair and a cigarette perched in her mouth said lazily as her whisky colored eyes landed on him. She strode past the girl to stand in front of Harry. He was slightly annoyed at the fact that she stared down at him.

"You're going to want to sit on the couch and stop being a macho pigheaded man." She said in the same lazy tone.

What was it about these two women that made Harry listen to them without thinking much on what he was doing. Maybe it was because he'd been on the run for the past two years or maybe because he was tired and wounded. In any case he sat down on said couch and looked up at the woman only realizing that Keiko had disappeared down a hallway, most likely to get a first aid kit.

"I really shouldn't be here." Harry said trying to stamp down on the rising panic that had begun to form in his chest.

"What is so bad that has a demon frightened as badly as you are." She said with her own worried tone.

"Some very bad and very powerful…. Wait what did you just say?" Harry stared up at her standing form.

"Kid you're not trying very hard to conceal the fact that you're a demon right now." She said pointing to his clawed hand. "That and I got some powers of my own to contend with." She said tapping the side of her head.

Harry pressed his lips tightly together as he breathed in deeply through his nose. Opening up his mind's eye he looked over at the woman. With the second sight, he was able to see the swirling mass of power that surrounded her. It was made up of light greens and blues with random red sparks every so often. The colors of a serene person who if forced to would defend those she cared for. She was indeed powerful.

Ordering him to take off his shirt she said nothing of the many scars that littered his skin as she scanned his torso. "Nice clean cut." She muttered to herself. In a louder voice, she looked up at him "Why hasn't your demon blood start healing yourself. This wound look days old at best."

"I wasn't even aware that I could even do that." Harry admitted softly looking up at her with wide eyes.

"You're not a very good demon, are you?" She said with a wry smirk.

"It's a long story." Was all he managed to get out as she began to dress his wound.

Once everything had been taken care of, including giving Harry a shirt that dwarfed his slighter frame, introduction was passed around.

"So, you're looking for something?" Keiko said slowly as she eyed Harry from across the coffee table after he had finished his heavily edited tale to the two women.

"Yea but I don't even know where to begin looking though." He said in frustration as he ran his hand roughly through his long-tangled hair.

Even with the knowledge that Ravenclaw had given him, Harry was at a loss as to how to find a rift in the realms. No sooner would one appear it quickly closed itself and he was back to square one. If he didn't find it soon the wizards were sure to catch up to him and everything that he had strived for so far would be for naught. He gave a small shudder at the very thought of that. No, he couldn't let that happen he would do everything he could to get to that rift.

"Well maybe if you tell us what it is that your looking for we could help you find it." Keiko said with a sunny smile.

An image of Ginny over lapped Keiko for a moment before it disappeared like fine mist. He gave her a weak half smile in return.

"No, I don't think it's anything that you guys could help me with. As it is I should be leaving now. It's not safe for me or the two of you if I stay still long enough."

"Their tracking is that good then?" Shizuru said lighting up another cigarette.

Harry nodded his head. He had managed to keep as much information from the two girls but given the fact that they knew what he was he need to talk to someone. Even though it went against everything he had been taught and his own moral sense of code.

"Interesting. I wonder if she could help." At this Keiko gave the older woman an even brighter smile.

"You think she would?" She said her excitement evident in her voice.

"We'll just have to find out wont we?"

"It will be a long journey. Think he will make it?" Shizuru said peering down at the wounded man. A slight sheen of sweat was slowly gathering across his forehead and with the rising flush of his face she was worried that he had managed to get a fever in the short amount of time he was with them.

"He will." Keiko stated. "With your help I'm sure of it."

Harry suddenly had a very bad feeling about this. Maybe talking to these two women wasn't such a good idea after all.

He had no idea what awaited him and would latter look back on this moment as a learning experience…Never trust a smiling woman…. Ever.