The sound of the water draining filled the room as I toweled off and slipped my almost dry undergarments back on soon to be followed by the dreaded bathrobe; my dress wasn't completely dry yet. While looking in the mirror I ran my fingers through my hair in an attempt to brush it, well you know because I don't have an actual brush with me.

"Well that's as brushed as I'm ever going to get it without an actual brush"

I shrugged my shoulders at myself in the mirror and just noticed another door on the other side of the tub; it was hidden by the wall the tub. Is this the linen closet? Oh! Maybe it has bubble bath in there for the next time I take a bath. I walked over to the newly found door and turned the doorknob hoping that I was right about the bubble bath. Nope, I was wrong; this door just led out to the living area of the hotel room. Wait, does that mean… that all this time while I was in the bath someone could have walked in and saw me! Oh my god that was close! Thank god no one did, I would be so embarrassed that I would never set foot out here ever again!

I peered out into the living room area and noticed that no one was actually out here; I suppose they all went to bed? They must have, where else would they all have gone to? It's not like there's really anywhere else to go on this island at this time of night. Releasing the breath I've been holding I opened the door wider and walked out to the couches. The heavy feeling of being tired returned to me, I'm seriously beginning to think that'll only happen when I see somewhere comfortable to rest. Once again tired and confused I dropped my self onto the biggest couch and threw my head into my palms. How did I get here? Why was my wish granted? And why was it this wish? Ow my head hurts.

"Maybe this is all just a weird dream I'm having. But if this is a dream why am I so tired?" and as if on cue my eyes began to sting.

Tiredly I rubbed my eyes and wearily blinked them back into focus; yup I'm ready for bed now. I looked over to my left and spotted a throw blanket neatly placed over the arm rest, well at least I have a blanket to help cover me up while I sleep. While reaching for the blanket a yawn had worked its way up and I had to stifle it with my hand before I accidentally woke someone up and that would be bad, after all they're the ones who are fighting tomorrow not me. That was the thought that made me freeze where I was, the fights start tomorrow.

"Are the fights going to turn out differently with me being here? – I sat straight up on the couch- what happens if I distract them somehow? I don't want them to lose or worse get hurt."

I know they're just characters in an anime series but I don't want them to get hurt, being able to actually interact with them makes them feel really real to me and I can't bare with the thought of being the cause of their injuries. I hate it when people are hurt because of me, I'm sure most people feel that way and if they didn't then they most likely don't have a conscience; in that case I wish I could give people like that a Jiminy Cricket. That brought up another thought, what's their technology like here? What about their entertainment? Have they even heard of Walt Disney? I hope they have, I like watching Disney movies sometimes; they remind me of the better times. And now I'm tired again.

Once again I reach for the blanket and drape it over me as I pull my legs up onto the couch and curled my arms up under my head out of habit. I was just about to close my eyes when I realized that I hadn't turned off the lights. Ugh just my luck and right when I found my comfy spot. With a grumble I flung the blanket back off of me and headed over to where the light switches were on the wall by the door, I'm thinking the middle switch is the one to turn off the lights. I flipped the switch and was happy to see that I was right, I now stand in a dark hotel living room with nothing to light my way except the moon and star lit sky flooding in from the large windows. It only took my eyes a few seconds to adjust to the new lighting conditions; I slowly made my way back over to the couch and once again curled back up into my comfortable position and closed my eyes in an attempt to get some sleep. Hopefully when I wake back up in the morning I'll be refreshed and maybe it will all turn out to be a dream I conjured up. Hopefully.

I woke up the next morning to the sun shining directly in my face, what a way to wake up after going through what I've been through yesterday. With a grumble I threw my hand up to my face in an attempt to block the light, this is almost as bad as having one of those small penlights the doctors use during physicals. I hate that, the last time I went for a physical I actually stole the light from the doctor; he wasn't too pleased with it, but I was. After a while the sunlight wasn't so bad, it took me a few seconds to try and realize where I was exactly, but then last night's events flooded back and I automatically remembered where I was. That's when it hit me, the last thing I remembered from last night was falling asleep on the couch; but this isn't the living area, this is one of the bedrooms. Someone had moved me! And in a flash I threw my hands down to my lap and I felt myself blush, oh god I hope whoever it was that moved me didn't catch a glimpse of something! Stupid bathrobe!

"I really hate this thing!" and I drew the robe tighter around me.

Still blushing I looked around the room and was relieved to see that I'm alone in here, while my look about the room I spotted a light shining through a doorway. If I'm correct that was the doorway to the bathroom I used last night, perhaps one of the boys was in there. Making sure nothing became exposed as I crawled off the bed I quietly made my way towards the doorway. When I got there I slowly peered around the door and I was met with the sight of no one being in the bathroom. Don't people know how to turn off lights? I remember my mom would always get after me for leaving the lights on or the water running while I brushed my teeth. I wonder who it was that last used this bathroom. Oh well it's not all that important, I guess I'm just knit-picking because I'm in an almost grumpy mood. My hand was just about an inch from the light switch when I noticed my dress still hanging off the shower curtain rod, and the best thing about it is that it looks dry! If it is dry I'll be so happy. Quickly I made my way over to my dress and eagerly reached out to happily find out that it is indeed now dry, yes! Now I don't have to wear this stupid bathrobe anymore! It only took me a few steps to reach the door and when I did I caught sight of the bedroom door being opened, so I quickly closed the bathroom door and locked it; I don't want anyone else to see me in this bathrobe anymore. If I could I'd burn the thing, but it's not mine so I can't. I was just beginning to untie the sash when I remembered that there was another door to this bathroom and immediately went to go and lock that one too. Why does this bathroom need two doors in the first place? I'm sure the other bedrooms have their own just like this one does. I rolled my eyes at the architect that designed this hotel and once again took up untying the sash.

Undressing and redressing didn't take me anywhere near a minute, well at least it felt that way to me. So here I now stand in front of the mirror trying to smooth out my dress as best as I could, at least my hair is in better condition than it was yesterday, that made me happier. Okay so my hair and my dress is as good as it's going to get right now, I might as well go out and face the guys; hopefully they won't be too mad at me from last night's behavior. I already know Hiei doesn't like me and that Kurama –my favorite character from the show- is going to keep an eye on me to see if I really am playing both sides, and the others? Well I don't know how much they like me yet. I was on my way to the door that led out to the living area when I realized something. I'm nervous, like hands shaking nervous! Of all the things to be I was nervous; why can't I be feeling courageous? Stupid body and emotions.

My palms were sweaty as I grasped the doorknob in one hand and the latch in the other, I could hear the sound of metal hitting metal as I looked down and hands were shaking so bad to the point where the handle was hitting the brace that held it in place. I'm seriously hating myself right now, if the other students from my school saw me they'd think I was pathetic. I sighed at myself, so I guess this is what happened to me from all of the years of not being sociable with other people; I've become someone who degrades themselves. Great, now I'll have to watch myself along with other people. Yup life sure was great, just peaches and crème. Well enough about this, I was going to go out and confront the boys and I'm not about to chicken out of it even though I really do want to. Grasping the handle firmly in my hand I unlocked the latch, turned the brass handle and pulled the door open.

The room looked the same as it had last night before I had fallen asleep, empty. Where is everyone, had they all left for the fights already? Cautiously I took a step into the room, then another and another and another until I was standing next to the couch. So far no one had jumped out at me from behind the furniture, that's a good thing. Letting out the breath I had been holding in I relaxed a little. Tiredly I ran my fingers through my hair out of habit when something solid struck me on my back.

"Ow!" I exclaimed as I gently rubbed my now throbbing back.

Angrily I looked down to the floor and discovered that the object that struck me was actually an alarm clock. Where the hell did that come from?

If I ever find out who threw that at me I'm going to slap them good. I may not be an experienced fighter like the boys and masked fighter but I know for a fact I have a good slap and kick. My back is still throbbing and it hurts like heck, why would someone throw that at me? I never did anything to anyone… except yell at them last night.

The sound of footsteps from behind me reached my ears and I turned around to see who it was. Kuwabara came out from one of the adjoined rooms grumbling and looking for something. He stopped to scratch his head as he looked up and locked gazes with me, we both stood there silently looking and blinking at each other. Kuwabara was the first to look away and when he did he found the alarm clock by my feet, without saying anything he looked from the clock up to me and finally noticed that I was still rubbing my back. That's when the look of registration came to his face.

"Did that clock hit you?" he asked as he came forward to kneel down in front of me to retrieve that clock.

"Yes it did, and it hurts a lot thank you. I'm beginning to suspect that it was safer in the bedroom" I kept eye contact with him as he rose back up to his full height.

"Ya sorry about that, I was trying to wake Urameshi up and when I did he picked up the clock from the night table and threw it"

"Yes well just because you explained what happened doesn't mean my back is going to stop hurting" I grumbled before I walked over to the couch and sat down; ugh I'm going to kill Yusuke when he wakes up.

Kuwabara didn't say anything as he walked over to the small kitchen area we had. I always found it funny that if a hotel has a restaurant and room service, that they'd have a kitchen area in their hotel rooms. I kept my eyes on Kuwabara as he made his way over to the small bar fridge and pulled the door open. What is he doing? Don't they have to pay for stuff they use out of the fridge? Most hotels do that to try and squeeze more money out of their customers. When Kuwabara straightened back up to his full height and looked back over at me I averted my gaze and made the fibers from the carpet look really appealing. I didn't realize I made myself so engrossed with the carpet, when Kuwabara spoke from beside me I literally ended up jumping in my seat. It was when I looked back up to Kuwabara that I noticed what it was that he had taken from the mini fridge; it was one of those blue gelled ice packs. I don't know why but I was stunned when he handed it to me, I should know that Kuwabara was the helpful type, I guess I'm just not used to people helping me.

"Thank you… I'm sorry I'm so sour this morning, usually I'm not like this; honestly" I paused and let out a tired sigh before I continued,

"It's still rather hard for me to grasp the idea that I'm here and not at home where I went to sleep at" gently I applied the ice pack to my back and immediately the cold worked wonders on my throbbing muscles.

"It's okay, I'm sure I would act the same way if it were to happen to me. Actually I'd probably start hitting people and getting my ass kicked out of here if it was me" I laughed at Kuwabara's attempt to humor me, he even went as far as to throw punches into the air in front of him.

That's when a thought struck me, is this what it would be like if I had a brother? I feel so much better with Kuwabara here; I'm guessing this is what having some remnants of a family is to feel like. I feel… comforted, maybe this is why I liked Kuwabara while others were annoyed with him. I wonder if Darren would have turn out like Kuwabara in a sense or if he'd turn out to be a complete jerk; but of course there are many other ways he could have turned out if he had lived through his birth.

"Thank you Kuwabara for making me feel better, I'm not used to people being here to comfort me… actually I'm not used to people being around me at all" I gave him the best smile I could muster before leaning back into the couch,

"You're not kidding about that are you" he asked from beside me,

I shook my head no and closed my eyes letting the cold pack sooth me. I think maybe Kuwabara thought I fell asleep because he didn't say anything else after that, which was okay with me because silence never really bothered me. I'm used to it.

I'm not sure how long it had been since the room became silent but it ended when I heard one of the doors open and someone walk into the living area where Kuwabara and I sat. I opened my eyes and looked over my shoulder to see Kurama and Hiei in the room with us, I wonder where they had went this early in the morning. For a short second I locked gazes with Kurama before I made the carpet fibers look interesting again; I don't think I can brave myself into talking with Kurama, not after last night. It wasn't long before I felt someone standing to the right of me at the end of the couch; I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked to where I felt the person standing. For some reason my gut tightened at the sight of Kurama standing on the other side of the couch's arm rest, please god don't let him bring up last night please.

"I take it you're feeling better than you did last night" Kurama stated, not moving from his spot next to the couch.

"I'm feeling calmer if that's what you're asking, taking the bath calmed me; but there is that little part I heard about me being a two timer for the Toguro brothers. That really made my day"

Kurama blinked a few times before regaining his composure, I knew that would take him off guard, after all he probably wasn't expecting for me to hear the conversation between him and Hiei. It looked like he was about to comment when he notice the ice pack I had pressed against my back.

"What happened?" he asked as he came towards me,

"Nothing, I'm fine. The ice pack has helped a lot with the pain and throbbing" I thought that would be the end of it until Kuwabara decided to put in his part of the story.

"She was hit with that alarm clock –he pointed to the one on the coffee table- I tried to wake Urameshi up and while I was shaking him he picked up the clock and threw it out here. Faith just ended up being in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was all an accident. When I came out here I seen her rubbing her back so I went and fetched one of the ice packs I brought" great, thanks a bunch Kuwabara. Kurama quirked an eyebrow as he folded his arms over his chest.

"You might want to get that checked out" that confused me slightly,

"Why?"

"There's a slight chance you could have fractured some bones, you won't feel it now but once you start to get up and move around you will"

"Oh… I never thought of that, it makes sense; but there isn't anyone I can see to get this checked out" I removed the ice pack and leaned back into the couch, this just doesn't seem to be getting any better for me.

"I could check if you'd like" Kurama offered as he unfolded his arms and walked closer to me, I of course blushed at the thought of removing my clothes so he could check.

"Um, no offense Kurama but you're not a girl and I'm not about to undress in front of you so you can check my back" I quickly stood up and side stepped away from the advancing Kurama,

Kurama didn't stop advancing until I stupidly backed myself into a wall; I'm a genius all right. I glanced around the room to find something to distract Kurama, but found nothing. Hiei was no longer in the living room with us, he must have gone off into one of the adjoined rooms, and I thought I was antisocial.

"Faith you need to have that checked out" Kurama said from right in front of me,

I kept shaking my head no and slowly tried to inch my way towards the rooms, that was put to an immediate stop by Kurama; he firmly placed his hands on either side of me against the wall. I should have known he'd see me do that. Damn. So here I now stand with my personal space being massively invaded by Kurama, one would think with me being a huge Kurama fan girl that I'd love this. Don't get me wrong I like the fact that he's concerned about my welfare and all but the man just gives off these waves of intellect and power, plus he's taller than me and definitely stronger than me too.

"You're taller in person" a crap now I'm talking randomly, but I couldn't help looking him over, it's not every day you get to meet your favorite anime character.

His brows were furrowed in confusion at my random statement and I'm assuming didn't know how to respond. Then just my luck the door opened and in a split second ducked under Kurama's arms and ran over behind the masked fighter entered into the room. I didn't say anything as the masked fighter looked from me over to where Kurama stood lowering his arms. He looked kind of annoyed, and I don't blame him if I had a double of me and it was doing the same thing to me I'd be kind of annoyed to.

"Look I'm sorry Kurama but I'm not used to being around people who acknowledge me let alone who are actually concerned about me… or at least pretend to be, but the point is I'm just not comfortable with the idea of you checking me out, I mean checking on my back!" ah crap!

Again Kurama quirked his brow as Kuwabara started to laugh from his spot on the couch, great; I hope no one decides to retell this to Yusuke after he wakes up. Kuwabara was still laughing when I heard a quiet grunt like noise from my right, I looked over and found Hiei casually leaning against one of the bedroom doorframes looking like he usually does. Bored and annoyed.

"If all of you are done, it's time to leave for the first match; not that I care but regrettably I need you to get to the finals"

"That's right; you need us to get to the finals because you're not capable of doing it. You need my awesome skills" at that point even though I like Kuwabara I just had to say it,

"What skills?"

Kurama and Hiei both snickered as Kuwabara's jaw dropped and as for the masked fighter I'm not sure what they did because I was still standing behind them so I couldn't see. Feeling bad about embarrassing Kuwabara like that I decided to try and save him his pride and dignity.

"Well as far as I've seen lately, but don't worry you'll get better I've seen it. You will become very important in the future" I felt better after saying that, but then of course the suspicious ones in the room became tensed.

Inwardly I sighed, if that was even possible. I'm going to have to really watch what I say now about what I know, I don't want to be the one who tells them about this all being an anime show. I just don't have the heart to do it, and besides even if I did I doubt they'd believe me. Out of habit I reached up to my necklace and my heart stopped, it was gone!

"Oh no! Where is it?" I panicked I can't have lost it, not once since my mother's passing have I ever taken it off, frantically I walked around the room looking for it.

"What's wrong Faith? What are you looking for?" Kuwabara asked as he stood up and glanced around the room,

"The necklace I was wearing; it belonged to my mother before she died, it means everything to me!" I could tell as I spoke that I was beginning to choke up as the tears threatened to fall.

Having mothers' necklace on me at all times felt like a piece of her was still alive and with me, without it it'll feel like she was never there. It was at that thought when I felt the tears fall down my cheeks and roll off my chin, I hate crying so I'm more of the suffer on the inside type but for some reason after arriving here I've cried more than I have in the past few years.

"Mom, I can't find your necklace; I'm so sorry mom" I was down on my hands and knees now looking around the couch hoping that it had dropped near here.

"Why is this necklace so important to you other than it had belonged to your mother?" Kuwabara asked just as he knelt down beside me while Kurama went off into the adjoined bedrooms.

"It means a lot to me because it reminds me of the time when someone loved and cared about me, after she died no one loved me anymore I was left alone to raise myself. The necklace is what reminds me of the better days"

I couldn't move anymore and just let Kuwabara hold me close to him in comfort, I'm not sure what everyone else in the hotel room was doing but having Kuwabara beside me to help comfort me felt nice. Not wanting anyone to see me continuously cry I covered my face with my hands and wished I was invisible, some first impression I've made. Faith the cry baby, great. Just like when I felt like I should go crawl under some rock and stay there for the rest of my life; I heard something jingle in front of me.

"Here" I hear Kurama's voice come from just in front of me,

Slowly I uncover my eyes and met the sight of my missing necklace, he found it for me. With my hands shaking I reach out and cradle the ruby pendant between my fingers, my treasure. Gratefully I look up to Kurama and smiled at him.

"Thank you Kurama" immediately after I returned my necklace back to where it belonged. With the familiar feeling of the chain softly rubbing against my skin I felt immensely better.

"I also found this on the floor next to the bed and I assumed it is also yours" I looked back up to what Kurama was holding and gasped.

"My iPod!"

"Your what?" Kuwabara asked while he looked at my iPod strangely,

I reached out and took the iPod from Kurama's possession and pressed the menu button to see if it still worked. I became completely shocked once I saw the screen turn on to display the menu, how is it still working after being submerged with me in the ocean? That's when I remembered that the casing I had the iPod in was water proof, but even so the spinner dial was still exposed. Briefly I looked up from the iPod in my hands to look at everyone else; they were all still staring at me.

"Oh, sorry for not answering you. This is my iPod –I pointed to it in my hand- where I'm from this allows the user to listen to music; it's like a tape player but the songs are stored inside the device digitally… it's kind of hard to explain" I added once I saw their confused expressions.

"What is this device called again?" Kurama asked eyeing it curiously,

"It's called an iPod-"

"It's time to leave, if we don't hurry we'll be late and disqualified before we even get a chance to fight" Hiei interrupted,

Kuwabara stood up and said he'd go and get Yusuke from the bedroom. To me it still doesn't really feel like I'm really here but yet here I am standing next to them. This certainly is surreal.

"Um, would any of you mind if I came with you? Well at least until the main entrance, I don't have a pass to get in"

"Sure you can tag along, it'll give us a chance to talk a bit more" Kuwabara said from the bedroom as he collected the unconscious Yusuke.

I smiled at the gathering team members before I turned and headed towards the door expecting to see my shoes, only when I got there I remembered that I don't have any here. Dang it. I guess I'm going to have to stay here in the hotel room because there is no way I'm walking around out there with no shoes. I let out a depressed sigh, so much for seeing them off. I was about to tell the others that I couldn't go with them on the account of not having any shoes when I felt something nudge my right arm. Curiously I looked to my right and found the Masked Fighter holding out a pair of shoes that looked to be around the same size I wear. Where they had gotten them from I have no idea but none the less I'm grateful.

"Thank you" and I accepted the shoes from them.

I knelt down and slipped the shoes on one at a time and to my surprise they both fit wonderfully, how did the Masked Fighter know my shoe size? And if they didn't it was a pretty good guess.

"Are you ready to go Faith?" Kuwabara asked from in front of me, I looked up and smiled kindly at the sight of team Urameshi standing together as a group.

"Yes" I stood up and opened the door for them

They nodded and walked out of the room one by one, Kuwabara and Yusuke were the last ones out of the room. Once they were cleared of the door I closed it and looked down the hall to where the others were waiting for us. Here we are heading to the stadium, I know what is to be expected so once I'm done accompanying them to their destination I'll come back here and get things ready to help treat their injuries. I may not know much but I know enough to at least help a small bit, and I intend to; I owe them that much from saving me from the vast ocean. They didn't have to save me but they did so I'm gladly in debt to them for as long as they'll accept it.

I glanced over to Kuwabara and spotted him fumbling with Yusuke, without any prompting at all I walked over to them and took Yusuke's other arm and draped it over my shoulder.

"Need a hand?" Kuwabara's eyes softened as he nodded,

With no more words exchanged we began walking and caught up to the others, and from there onward we walked together with everyone in their own little world thinking probably of the oncoming fights. Let's just hope nothing changes.