A/N: This chapter isn't the best one... I don't know... it's got its good points, but it's mostly just... I dunno... I'm not enthusiastic about this chapter, I'll be brutally honest. Once we get to chapter 3 or 4 though, it gets a LOT better, I promise. So read this, enjoy it as much as possible, and review so that I will be motivated to actually give you the chapters that are really good.

After almost 40 minutes of driving, Ryouko directed Himizu down a narrow lane. This winding mess led them through a forest and finally opened in front of a giant mansion.

"So typical… all the criminal masterminds these days seem to live in huge mansions in the middle of nowhere…" Ryouko muttered.

She and Himizu opened their doors and climbed out. Then they started primping. Both tucked their long unruly hair into ponytails, placed their sunglasses on their noses, perched their fedoras on their heads at rakish angles, and adjusted their trench coats so that they were hanging open and exposing their tight black jeans and their black shirts with the Japanese symbol for death emblazoned in silver across the front.

"Now let's get you two straightened up," Ryouko said to the two boys. She began to adjust Hiei's outfit while Himizu did the same to Kurama's. Both boys had their trench coats buttoned up and the collars turned up. Both had their sunglasses placed firmly on their noses and Kurama had his black hat placed low on his head so that it was level with the top of his sunglasses. Hiei didn't have a hat, but he looked pretty sinister without one, so it didn't matter. Both boys had their faces almost completely obscured. Ryouko and Himizu nodded in satisfaction as they looked over their handiwork and started marching off to the mansion. The boys followed.

The girls burst through the doors of the mansion exactly one hour after they had received the phone call. A crisp looking butler wearing a cap with a Nazi swastika approached them.

"Who are you?" he demanded in thickly accented English. The two girls whipped out ID badges. The butler examined them briefly and nodded. "And these two?" he asked, nodding towards Kurama and Hiei, who looked quite sinister. Again, the girls whipped out ID badges. Again, the butler examined them and found everything to be in order. He led them to an elaborately carved set of double doors.

"Mr. Schlimm, the agents are here," he announced.

"Excellent, send them in, Kellermeister."

The butler led the foursome inside where an elderly man was seated on a comfy looking armchair, smoking a pipe. His whole room was like one big Nazi propaganda. Ryouko's eyebrow twitched under her fedora, but she kept her composure beautifully. The two girls took seats in two more armchairs while Hiei and Kurama hovered in the background. Kellermeister hovered behind his master's chair in similar fashion to a watchful guard dog.

"Now, I suppose you four would like to know why I called you here. But first, why are there four of you instead of two as the advertisement said?" Mr. Schlimm demanded.

Himizu quickly stepped in, knowing that Ryouko was likely to slip up and explode. "These two men are our bodyguards. They only accompany us when we're dealing with clients. My cohort and I handle all missions on our own. You're only paying for the services of the two of us, those two gentlemen are merely here to oversee negotiations."

"Fine, fine. Now for your mission. As you can see, the members of my family were strong Nazi supporters, and I am upholding their fine tradition. However, when I was young, our home was burglarized and several very valuable Nazi artifacts were stolen. All my life, I have tried to recover those items, but I have never found anyone accomplished enough to do so. However, about an hour ago, Kellermeister saw your advertisement and alerted me. I already know who the burglars were, but their home is very well guarded and no one I have sent has ever even seen the treasure. This is a photo of the family, the Meirschnuppes." He handed a photo to Himizu, who stiffened slightly at the sight. She turned it over and saw an address.

"This is where they currently reside?" she asked.

"Yes. You have three weeks. If you haven't retrieved the artifacts by then, consider yourselves fired. If you succeed, I'll pay you 75 million Euros."

A quick mental calculation assured the girls that in US dollars, this totaled $94,860,000. "You have a deal," Himizu said, shaking the elderly man's hand smartly.

"Excellent. Kellermeister, please show our guests out. And remember, ladies, discretion is advisable. The burglars will most likely have to be killed, but please be discrete. It must look like a tragic accident. You know that Nazis are no longer looked kindly upon by the German people."

"I wonder why…" Ryouko muttered under her breath as Himizu tucked the photo into an inside pocket of her trench coat. The four were escorted out and they climbed into the car and started driving away. Ryouko looked at Himizu. "So what's up with you and the photo? Relatives of yours?"

"How'd you guess?" Himizu asked. Ryouko face-faulted.

"I was kidding! You mean those are relatives of yours?"

"Yeah, take a look. That's my uncle Hans, that's my aunt Gisela, and that's my cousin Otto… who I really wanna murder, by the way. He's a nerdy little brat and he's such a pervert. I saw them once when my parents took me to Europe, not for long, but I wish it could have been shorter… they're such Nazis, it is awful! And the whole time I was there, Otto was ogling the asses of every girl he saw. He was even ogling mine, which was really sick since we're related…barely… I think he's my fifth cousin twice removed or something obscure like that… And Hans is just a Nazi asshole… he has dark theories about how Jews are ruining the world and taking over the economy… Gisela is sweet, but man, you should have heard her cuss me out when I mentioned that I had some Jewish friends… I made a mental list of every word she said, then I yelled them at Hiei earlier."

Ryouko laughed and looked at the trio. Hans was a dark brooding man that looked a lot like Hitler… Gisela was a lovely petite blonde lady… Otto was a stocky blonde with thick black glasses. "I want to murder them now, and I haven't even met them yet… So what's the plan?"

"Well, I may as well renew my acquaintance with my beloved relatives…" Himizu sighed; it wasn't a task she looked forward to. "You can come with me… if anyone asks, you're a sweet little Aryan girl who wouldn't have anything to do with Jews… sorry, but I'm going to need backup on this one, and I don't think they'd let you in if they knew who you really were."

"Ah, well, I'll get to steal from them later, it'll be fun," Ryouko shrugged.

"Kurama, Hiei, I don't know how much you'll be able to help us… you'll probably just have to wait in a hotel for a day or so until we're done with our job, okay?"

The boys shrugged. The situation was way beyond their control by now, they could see that. So why fight it?

The gang pulled up at a charming little house in a pretty suburban neighborhood. The two girls then removed their trench coats and hats, leaving the jeans, t-shirts, and sunglasses. Kurama and Hiei removed their coats, Kurama removed his hat, and Hiei removed his cloak, revealing black pants and a black tank top. They walked up to the door.

"Remember," Himizu cautioned, "let me do the talking." She then knocked.

The little blonde lady from the photo opened the door. "Yes?" she asked, looking down. Recognizing her niece, she smiled joyfully.

"Oh, sweetheart, how are you?" she cried, hugging Himizu.

"Fine, Aunt Gisela. I'm visiting Germany with my friends. This is Terri (AKA, Ryouko), and her boyfriend Harry (Hiei), and this is my boyfriend Karl (Kurama). Terri and I were wondering if we could stay here for a couple days. Harry and Karl don't mind staying at a hotel, but I thought I'd drop in on you and bring Terri with me."

"Oh, sweetie, that's perfectly fine, all your friends can stay if they want! Come in, come in! Hans! Otto! Our niece, Rebeka is here! Come in!" she chirped, hurrying in ahead of them.

"What is your problem?" Hiei hissed at Himizu. She grinned.

"I have to give you guys American names, just deal with it."

"I meant the part about our relationships…"

"Hey, it got her to let you guys stay here too… Deal with it, goddamnit!"

Hiei shook his head in disgust, but at that moment, Otto strolled into the room. A leer appeared on his face as he eyed his cousin and her friend. Himizu and Ryouko rolled their eyes in disgust. Hiei and Kurama both twitched. They closed the door behind them and stepped into the world of the Nazis.

"So, Rebeka, have you listened to my advice and terminated your friendship with that Jewish dirne?" Gisela inquired shrewdly. Himizu didn't even bat an eyelash.

"Of course I did, Aunt Gisela! How could you doubt me? I promised I wouldn't come back until I had done so!"

Gisela smiled and looked at her husband. "See, I told you see was a willing girl, so eager to learn the truth!" Her husband just glared and didn't speak. Gisela ignored him. "Dear, as a sign of my faith in you, I'm going to show you something that no one besides my husband, my son, and myself have ever seen… come on now!" She escorted Himizu out of the room. As soon as Gisela was gone, Hans followed them. Otto continued to stare at Ryouko with that twisted smirk on his face.

"Are you sure you're Aryan?" he asked her. Ryouko kept all negative emotions, such as burning hatred, out of her face.

"Of course I am… why are you asking me?"

"Can I make sure?" he asked, hands twitching slightly. Ryouko's eyebrow twitched… she didn't even want to know what that entailed. Hiei's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't like the thoughts he was reading from the boy's mind. He gripped the hilt of his katana (which was concealed in his baggy pants), but before things could get ugly, Himizu trotted back into the room. She winked at her friends, and hit her cousin when he touched her ass. Gisela and Hans came back into the room looking pleased with their young niece's interest in their "items"… yes, the Nazi artifacts.

Later that night, the foursome met in the room that Himizu and Ryouko were sharing. They discussed their plan for retrieving the items and escaping. As usual Ryouko and Himizu had a plan. As usual, it was very unnecessarily elaborate, confusing, and almost impossible to pull off… but as usual, it was so crazy it just might work. That night, as the house slept, they put their plan into action.

A/N: Schlimm means evil in German and Kellermeister means butler, also in German… And the Meirschnuppes… schnuppes means thief, I think… and Meir sounds like a Germanified version of my last name, and they're supposed to be related to me, so… yeah. Dirne should mean bitch, hussy, prostitute, etc. But… online dictionaries can be unreliable. But they're German for something, so screw that. Review please! Ja ne!