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Part Four

Scene One

It was a great risk to use the Forlorn Hope, for any reason. Not only because of the danger of the artifact, but because acquiring it meant bringing himself to the attention of Spirit World. Still, Kurama felt he did not have a choice. There was no other way to save the human woman he had slowly come to accept as part of his family. The kitsune had looked.

Kurama had not been overly concerned when his Mother first feel ill. However, as time on, Shiori's condition had only worsened. The human doctors could find nothing. Searching the realms of the Makai had yielded no results either. It was infuriating. All his knowledge, all his power, and yet he was being beaten by a simple disease.

Then Hiei had approached him. It had not taken the thief long to see the possible benefits of the others plan. Kurama could deal with Spirit World. He had done so for centuries, and as for the Forlorn Hope's price . . .

In his long life Kurama had learned many things. Some of which were fairly useless, such as the fact that orange juice and toothpaste do not go well together. Others were more important. One of which was that the rule that could not be broken, could always be bent.

The kitsune in human form had wished for Shiori's happiness, not her health. That was the key point. She could hardly be happy if her son was dead. Kurama was gambling on the fact the mirror would restore his life as part of the wish.

Somewhat thankfully, it hadn't come to that. The thief had to admit he had been shocked when the spirit detective had intervened on his behalf. It was not a feeling he was accustomed to. He wondered if Yusuke had any idea how lucky he was that they had both survived the experience.

Of course, now Kurama had another problem. He was in the other's debt. That was not something he enjoyed. After a moment though, a slow smirk spread across the fox's features. Perhaps he could turn this situation to his advantage.

Smoothly, the redhead rose to his feet, the plan coming together in his mind. Tracking Yusuke across the city would be a delicate task, but one Kurama was more than equal to. Timing would be everything. If he played his cards right, things could work out quite well for everyone involved. Including one small hi-koorime, whom he called friend.

Scene Two

A slender figure lay on the rock, the heat from the sun warming his face. He looked perfectly relaxed. He wasn't. When Kurama had agreed to assist the Reiki Tantei in exchange for his freedom, he hadn't expected it to be easy.

However, Yusuke's growth had exceeded everyone's expectations, including his own. The teen had become too powerful, too fast, and he had attracted the wrong type of attention. Which was how the team had ended up here, at the Dark Tournament.

The kitsune had been to more than one of the competitions in the past, but never as a participant, always an observer. He knew full well how dangerous the fights would be. Still, Kurama had not doubted that he, at least, would leave the island alive. Not until recently.

Karasu. A convulsive shudder ran up the thief's spine as the remembered his encounter with the darkly clad figure. He could still remember the touch of the other's cool fingers against his vulnerable neck. Kurama knew how easily that moment could have been his last.

Then there was the matter of the raven's power. One big boom and it was all over. Karasu had blown some of his former opponents to smithereens with merely a touch. The problem was, even after the close observation of several fights, Kurama still had no idea how the other's abilities worked. Which meant he had little chance of avoiding the same fate as the others who had faced this member of Team Toguro.

A pair of emerald green eyes slid opened, straying to the jar that sat at his side. It had been a gift from Suzuki, capable of transforming him into his true form. The burst of power he received from the shedding of his human guise would give him a better chance in his fight against Karasu at least.

It could be dangerous. Kurama wasn't entirely certain what the effects of the raw juice would be. He would have to do some experimentation. Either way, he didn't have a choice. Not if he wanted to live.

Pushing his doubts to the back of his mind, Kurama swallowed a dose of the potion. It did not take affect immediately. However, soon enough the thief felt an odd sensation overtake his body. A moment later, a silver kitsune stood where the seemingly human teenager had been. Yoko Kurama had once again returned.

Scene Three

The Makai was at peace. Peace. Not only with itself, but the Spirit and Human Realms as well. If Kurama had not been there to witness the events with his own two eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

A rueful grin spread across the fox's face as he thought of the one who had made this all possible. Yusuke Urameshi, punk, loudmouth, demon, and hadn't that been a shock. Not to mention all around chaos magnet. He hadn't thought it was possible for one person to attract so much trouble.

Only Yusuke would have taken a concept like democracy and twisted it into casting votes with fists in order to prevent a war. Then again, only in the Demon Realm would it have worked. Youkai valued strength and intelligence over all other traits, and it took both to develop power.

Still, Kurama knew they had been lucky. Enki would make a good king. If the wrong person had won, the world would have been screwed. Of course by the time the next tournament came around who knew what would have happened. The kitsune wasn't worried though. In his mind, the only major contenders for the crown, who might cause problems, were the two former lords.

Although, Kurama considered, that seemed less and less likely as time went on. Mukuro was clearly falling in love. At least, it was clear to him. As for Yomi, fatherhood had been good for his former, and perhaps current, friend. The ex-lord might regret his little project though once Shura hit his teens.

Idly the kitsune stretched. No matter. He was safe, his friends were safe, and his human family was safe, as was his extended demon one. He made a mental note to visit Shippou in the near future. It had been a while. The entire human realm was safe, which meant Kagome was as well. To Kurama, that was all that mattered.

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