Hoping that she had dropped it when she had been fighting she quickly headed back toward the gym.

"Looking for something?" Yusuka asked holding up her notebook when she walked into the gym. Shit!

"I really need that back," she told her sternly.

"I'm not going to give it back to you until you answer a few questions for me and my friends," he said. For the first time she realized that the others surrounded her. Double shit!

"Look the stuff in there is only important to me what good is it to you?" The instant she said that she realized her mistake.

"So you won't mind answering a few questions for us in return for you notebook back?" Kurama asked.

"Actually I'd rather not answer any questions what so ever, and there is no way I could bet any of you in a fight, fair or unfair."

"So if you want it back then you're going to have to answer a few questions," Hiei stated bluntly. She growled low in her chest knowing that she had to get it back yet unwilling to do as asked. Suddenly she came up with an idea. Not the best she had but at least it was something.

"How about I answer three questions for each of you and in return I don't tell your enemies your weakness and you give me back my notebook?"

"And what would you know about our weakness?" Hiei scoffed.

"Unfortunately I know plenty Master of the Jegon eye and the Dragon of Darkness Flame," she said boldly.

"It would appear you are not human," Kurama said.

"No I'm not, but then neither are you King of Thieves." He's shocked expression did wonders for her attitude and gave her some hope.

"How did you know?" Yusuka growled.

She shrugged carelessly then said, "The same way I know that the only reason you're alive is because they didn't expect you to try and save a little boy and so had no place for you to go." By now the eyes of all four boys were narrowed with suspicion. "Look all I want is my notebook back. You give it back to me and I vanish and you never hear from me again."

"You left out the questions part of it," Kurama told her.

She sighed then said, "And three questions for each of you. Is it a deal?" The looked at one another then slowly they nodded. "All right what's the first question?"

"How did you know all that stuff about the others?" Kuwabara asked.

"I saw it. Next question."

"What do you mean by saw it?" Kurama asked curiously.

"I answer no questions that would break a promise I have made to another," she declared firmly. "Next question."

"What happened earlier today?" Yusuka asked after a few moments.

"I was mentally attacked and had to fight back."

"Who attacked you?" Kurama asked.

"I don't know. I wish I did but I don't."

"Why would any one attack you?" Kuwabara asked in a bewildered voice.

"Because I am a treasure house of knowledge and a lot of beings want that knowledge."

"What sort of knowledge?" Kurama asked suspiciously.

"Knowledge of people, events, attacks, defenses, fortresses, treasures, everything that someone trying to rule the world or trying to get immensely rich would love to know."

"If you know so much then why are you still going to school?" Yusuka demand.

To their suspire she chuckled then said, "I don't know how to do math, speak a different language, and I don't know most history. Besides I can't use what I see with out consequences."

"What kind of consequences?" Hiei asked cereous despite himself.

"I get weak and then I am prone to mental attacks."

"You know you're really pretty. Will you go out with me?" With a small jolt they suddenly realized that he was completely right for once. At an inch shorter then Hiei she had a very nice figure. Her short cute light brown hair only served to emphases her heart shaped face and navy blue eyes. She was slightly tanned which told them that she was not used to being out side for long amounts of time.

"No," was her simple careless answer. "Kuwabara and Kurama have used up all of their questions. Yusuka has one and Hiei has two," she informed them as she walked over to the bleachers and sat down. "I suggest that you think very hard on the questions you want to ask me, because after they're gone I am not obligated to answer any more of you questions."

"What exactly are you?" Yusuka asked. "I mean I know you're not human and you're defiantly not demon. So what are you?"

She brushed a piece of unruly dark violet hair away from her forehead as she said, "I'm not exactly sure what you would call me. I was made from a bunch of humans and demons alike giving up some of their life energy to create me. So I guess that I'm a half breed of sorts."

"Why did they create you?" Hiei asked instantly.

"You would have to ask one of my creators that question and as far as I know their all dead so, yah." They all sat in silence as Hiei contemplated his last question. The minutes dragged by and still he said nothing.

Suddenly his eye narrowed dangerously as he growled out his final question. "How much do you know about us?"

She gulped. Today is just not my day! Franticly she searched for something that could save her from answering but came up with nothing. Soon she realized that she was required to answer his question and so in a squeaking voice said, "Everything." They stared at her in shock. Before they came out of their shock she grabbed her notebook and ran out of the school slipping and sliding the whole way.

Her one frantic thought was to get away and to get away quickly. With out stopping she raced to her house. Stumbling up the steps she slammed the door open. Then she went to speed up the steps and managed to fall up them gaining several new bruises that she didn't even take the time to think about. Upon reaching her room she pulled out a bag and immediately began to stuff it full of clothes and the few things she couldn't leave behind.

She rushed back down the stairs in order to throw some food into her now bulging bag. A little calmer she went out the front door only to freeze. There lounging around on her porch as if they had been there awhile were the Spirit Detectives. It's official! Today is just not my day!

"You're mad that I know what I know aren't you?" she asked looking down at her feet.

"No Shapa, we just want to know how you know what you know," Kurama told her gently. She snorted in disbelief.

"No offense, but I've heard that one, one too many times to believe it," she told them folding her arms across her chest.

"We really do mean it though!" Kuwabara told her earnestly. Once again she snorted in disbelief. She took a step to move towards them. Ow was all she said when she immediately fell flat on her face after tumbling down the stairs. Standing up she brushed herself off.

"Do you do that a lot?" Yusuka asked remembering that she had tripped up those same stairs just a few moments before.

"Yep."

"Just these stairs or do you have that same bad luck with all stairs?"

"I seem to have that same bad luck with all stair cases." They starred at her in sympathy.

"She needs to learn how to keep her balance better," Hiei criticized.

"Yah I know. I just never seem to find the time to do that," she told them "Look we made a deal and now I'm going to keep my end of it and get out of your lives."

"Your not going any were!" Hiei growled his sword at her throat. Instantly she shut completely down not responding to anything as she went inside herself to guard her mind. She was dimly aware of people arguing in her coma like state. As if there was a fog around her she felt someone touch the middle of her back. Automatically she took a couple steps forward and waited as all outside sound stopped.

Once again someone touched the middle of her back and once again she move forward. This time the hand did not leave her back so she did not stop. When the right or left side of her back was touched she turned in that direction. Suddenly her feet hit what could only be a step. Out of pure self-preservation she stopped. The hand tried to get her to move forward as once again she could hear voices arguing around her.

Suddenly she was in someone's arms being sprinted up the steps. Just as suddenly as it had started it stopped and she was set down. A soothingly calm presence entered fallowed by one she knew all to well. Slowly she abandoned her mind just enough to hear what was going on around her.

"It's all Hiei's fault my Yukina!" she heard Kuwabara exclaim.

"What is?" a gentle female voice asked.

"Shapa being in this state of course!"

"It was not Hiei's fault," Kurama said firmly. "It was no one's fault."

"Yah," Yusuka said. "I mean how were we supposed to know that a sword at her throat would put her into a waking coma?"

"You weren't," a gruff female voice said. "That's the whole point of it happening. Shapa Kura snap out if it this instant! I assure you that you are perfectly safe for now." Instantly she obeyed. She blinked a few times to clear her vision and immediately regretted doing so because the first thing she saw was Kuwabara's face, which scared her. She took in impulsive step backwards and found herself falling down a very long flight of stairs. Slight cuss words could be heard as well as quite of few ow's as she tumbled down.

"Are you all right?" Yukina yelled down the stairs.

She got up and brushed her self off before yelling back up, "What is it that makes you like stairs so much? I mean come one they're annoying and they're a pain in the but!"

Ginki chuckled and yelled back down, "Don't put off getting back up here young lady!"

"Yes ma'am!" she yelled back up. Five minutes latter she was at the top of the stairs and had only fallen down seven times which she announced was a new record.

"Master Ginki wanted to see you when you got up here," Yukina told her.

Shapa smiled brightly at her then said, "Well I guess I get to go find her now huh?" With out waiting for a response she trotted off only to trip on a crack and fall down a few feet away. Once again she sprang up dusted herself off and started off again. Ten minutes latter she finally found her.

"A lot's changed scenes we last talked," Ginki said in a wistful voice.

"Yes it has," she whispered sitting down next to her. "There was a time when just being in the same room as you sent my mind into turmoil."

"There was also a time when you had hope in finding one of your creators."

"It appears that we have both lost something." Ginki nodded gently in agreement.

"I have lost time and you have lost hope. I wonder which is more precious?" They chuckled sharing in a private memory. They both sighed as they became lost in the past.

"What is on your mind old friend?" Shapa asked gently.

"There is something you need to know." She turned to her waiting patiently for her to continue. "He's escaped."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"That explains the attack today," she said with a sigh.

"Explain," Ginki demand. She did as told and explained everything that had happened to her since the spirit detectives walked in. After she finished they let the silence drag on for a few moments.

"What are you going to do about it?" Ginki asked gently.

She shook her head hopelessly. "I don't know. I just don't know."