Yeah it's been a while…but I've been working a lot, and with Christmas and all that I've just been tired as everything and crap. So yeah. Deal. Ho.

I'll try and update again in the next week but I have a feeling it won't happen…P. But! On with the chapter!! 4!! Yeah!...w/e.

I don't own YYH or Will and Grace or Family Guy. Which is still funny after all these years…D

This chapter does contain a bit of explicitness, as in odd sounds, near the end, but deal. That's why its rated T.

Kurama was baffled by Hiei's sudden gracious behavior. He never gave compliments back home; all he gave were insults and death threats. He didn't buy into the whole "I did it for the ice cream," thing. There had to be more to it than that, but before Kurama could ask him anything, he noticed Hiei was stopped right before the car door. His hand was in midair, reaching for the handle, but that's as far as it got.

"Hiei, why aren't you getting in the car," Kurama asked, temporarily putting away his questioning notions about his friend.

"…Kurama…who has been driving this contraption?" It was an odd question that caught Kurama off guard.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean exactly what I said. Haven't you wondered who it is that's been driving us around for three days?"

At this conclusion Kurama practically laughed. Hiei withdrew his hand from reaching for the handle and shoved it in his pocket, shooting yet another glare at the taller demon next to him. Apparently he found his curiosity amusing. In fact…ever since they had been there Kurama seemed to poke fun at Hiei's oblivious behavior more often than usual. Sure, Hiei could take a comment here or there about him not knowing something about this "foolish human world," but lately it had been much more prevalent. He'd have to deal with this issue when they got back…IF they got back. Hiei refused to get into the car until he knew who was at the wheel.

"Hiei, I'm surprised that you didn't know. I knew from the very beginning, when we went from the airport to the hotel. I just assumed you knew as well." At this Hiei's glare became more intense.

"You knew and didn't tell me? My trust in you has been, for the moment, eliminated." Kurama's amused expression faded. Were they getting into yet another fight? This never happened back in Japan…

"Hiei, I apologize. I just thought-"

"Well you thought wrong. Now, tell me who is in this…thing…before I rip the door apart and find out for myself." Before Kurama could answer the driver's side window rolled down and a blue arm popped out, waving an index finger around.

"Are we going or not? Koenma really needs me back at the office!"

"You? Aren't you Koenma's lackey ogre that can't do anything right?" George took that to quite the offense, but knowing Hiei quite well he kept his mouth shut.

"Umm…yes! Yes, that's me! Koenma's right hand man!"

"Kurama, you mean to tell me THIS has been taking us everywhere?"

Hiei felt like such a fool. Wasn't it obvious that it had to be someone Koenma trusted, even for the short drives to and from school? Apparently not to the fire demon. He looked at Kurama, who looked at him back with a blank stare as if to say, 'You see? It's nothing to worry about.'

"Yes. Because you got into the care before me at the airport, I glimpsed his arm and face out of the side of the window. I guess you couldn't see since you were already in the car. But it's nothing to worry about."

Kurama hoped these words would console him. He seemed to be getting on Hiei's nerves much more than usual, which actually was never. Hiei was normally so tolerant of Kurama's joking around only because he trusted him probably more than anyone else. He prayed that he had not broken his trust by this stupid mistake.

"Umm…sorry to interrupt, but can we go please? Koenma will not like it at all if I'm late."

Hiei opened the door without a word and got in. Kurama shortly followed, and the car drove off the school campus. Few words were exchanged between the two during the short trip to the hotel. Even so the tension enclosed within the small space was so thick Hiei could have cut it with his katana. They arrived and promptly got out, still without speaking. George drove off as the two demons walked upstairs toward the hotel room. Kurama unlocked the door and they both walked in. Hiei took a seat at the far end of one of the couches in the main room, while Kurama took one at the opposite side of the room. Kurama finally decided that this silence had to stop.

"Hiei, I didn't think it was that important."

"We could have been attacked for all I knew. The only reason I got into that moving contraption in the first place was because you did." Kurama crossed his legs and looked intently at the demon sitting opposite him.

"So, I instilled your own actions." Hiei wasn't pleased by this answer, which showed on his face. Nobody told him what to do, unless it was for his own benefit of course. He figured that because Kurama wasn't afraid that it was safe to board. He was right, but still, his curious nature had been in abundance with all of the new experiences present and he just wanted to know who it was. Maybe…he over exaggerated…

"Hn. Think what you want. This is a pointless argument and I suggest we stop before I slit your throat." Kurama let out an inner sigh of relief. Still, there was yet another pressing matter on his mind.

"Hiei, what you said today to Celia, about her drawings…did you mean them?"

"Why does it matter to you?" Kurama would have to delve quite deep if he wanted to know Hiei's true intentions. 'Typical Hiei answer…'

"I was just wondering. You never talk about the people at home so generously." Hiei looked at him with complete apathy.

"If you must know then yes, I meant what I said. You can't deny that the girl has artistic talent. I just thought I'd let her know it."

"I know she does. Those drawings were wonderful, but that's not what I'm concerned about. Were you being so nice because of the ice cream, or was there another reason?" At the mention of the words "ice cream" Hiei's ears perked up, just ever so slightly.

"Of course I did. Why else would I be so generous? I could have just pointed out that she was talented, and left it at that. But I knew something I would do in the future, such has fight with her again, would probably displease you, messing with my ice cream privileges. So, I overcompensated with the abundance of compliments." Kurama was impressed by this answer. Normally Hiei did nearly everything out of impulse, relying in his instincts to carry him through. This time, however, he seemed to have thought ahead. 'Impressive.'

"I didn't know you were such a strategist. So it really was just about the ice cream after all." Hiei felt smug with himself, and gave a small smirk to show his approval.

"Hn, of course it was. Why else?"

"To be completely honest I wasn't sure."

Hiei gave a puzzled look, raising an eyebrow, but soon shrugged it off. He hoped they wouldn't have any more arguments any time soon. He had enough to deal with at school. He soon let his mind drift as he sat on the end of the couch, thinking about things back home. 'Home…I'll get to see Yukina again…YUKINA!" With a sudden realization he jumped out of his seat and, in an instant, stood right in front of Kurama and proceeded to fist the collar on his shirt.

"Where's that damn communicator?! I have to talk to Koenma." Kurama pulled Hiei's hand away and at the same time dug into his pocket and pulled out the small Compaq. Hiei snatched it out of his hand and opened it. Once again there was a fuzzy screen at first, but soon a fully-awake Koenma appeared, stamping papers yet again. "Koenma!"

At Hiei's yell the tiny Spirit World Prince sent papers flying, as well as let out a small scream. After a few seconds he composed himself and looked, yet again, into the eyes of an extremely angry fire demon.

"Where's Yukina?" It was a sudden question that caught him, as well as Kurama, off guard. Then…of course! Hiei was deathly concerned about Yukina. He had kept a close eye on her from a distance her whole life, and how that he wasn't there he wondered who it was that was watching over her at the moment.

"Hiei, Yukina is perfectly safe. She's at Genkai's temple where she's been saying for the past several weeks. I knew you'd be concerned about her safety so I set up a special barrier around the temple which keeps higher-leveled demons out. You have no need to worry. Also Kuwabara and sometimes Yusuke come to visit her nearly every day."

"What?!" He was appalled that the idiot was there with Yukina, and he was not there to protect her from his immediate stupidity. Who knows what he was attempting…

"Hiei, there's no need to worry! I know you hate Kuwabara with an unimaginable passion, and he's not the brightest bulb in the box, but as much as you might hate to admit it he cares for Yukina and would hate to see her hurt just as much as you would. He would probably give his life for her. So having him there to protect her really isn't that bad of a thing." Hiei hated hearing those words. He was attracted to HIS sister, his one and only sister. Still Koenma had a point, as much as he loathed admitting it. Kuwabara was an idiot, but he was a caring idiot. And he cared for her. As long as he was half a world away he'd have to trust Koenma's word.

"He's right, Hiei. Kuwabara does care for her, and would do anything to protect her. Just think that in another week and a half we'll be back in Japan and you can watch her again." Hiei looked at Kurama with hopeful eyes. He was right; it had already been two days. He hoped it would go by quickly so he could beat Kuwabara twice as hard for him not being there to torture him at the moment.

"Hn. Fine. I guess I have no choice. Yukina is in your hands, but if something happens to her it's your head." Hiei's glare toward the screen intensified, making his message quite clear as an audible gulp could be heard from the tiny man. He closed the Compaq and handed it back to Kurama.

"Don't worry. When we get back you can continue your torture of Kuwabara, and I promise I won't say anything." Hiei perked up at this, thinking of how he would count the days until he could insult the bumbling fool back home.

"I'm going to bed," and with that Hiei got up from the couch, walked to his room, and closed the door. Kurama then got up and came up next to the door.

"Don't you want any dinner? You haven't eaten since this morning. I can order something from downstairs."

Hiei replied from behind the locked door. "Dammit, Kurama, don't act so motherly. I'll eat if I'm hungry." Satisfied with yet another Hiei-typical answer Kurama walked over to the pre-filled fridge and found several things with which to make a crude sandwich. After making it he sat down on the couch and found the remote for the TV. He wasn't really one for television, but honestly there wasn't much else to do. He couldn't go anywhere, and he certainly couldn't do anything with Hiei, so technically he had no choice. He pressed the POWER button and a show came on; a very effeminate looking man was talking to a woman in a short black business-type dress who was showing far too much cleavage and a voice that put Botan to shame.

"Karen, I don't know how much more of Will I can take. I mean every time I get in the shower with him he's like, 'Jack get the hell out!'"

"Oh, Jack, I know how you feel. Grace is going crazy; she can't concentrate on her job anymore. All she does all day is draw people's houses…on these giant sketch pads…" cue canned laughter

"We have to find a way to get them back together…pretend to think, pretend to think…"

"Pretend to care, pretend to care…"

At this point Kurama was sporting a huge sweat drop. He quickly changed the channel, which didn't turn out much better, as it was apparently a documentary in which two giraffes were…mating…very violently, to be specific. He quickly changed the channel and hoped one last time for something at least partially decent as he took a bite out of his sandwich.

"PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY, PEANUT BUTTER JELLY, PEANUT BUTTER JELLY WITH A BASEBALL BAT!!"

"Aw, I'm sorry Brian-" but that's as far as it got before Kurama clicked off the TV. He twitched at the peanut butter and jelly song now ringing in his ears. He finished off his sandwich, turned off the lights, and went to his own room. Right next door Hiei was struggling to get to sleep. There was an incessant banging coming from the room opposite his headboard.

'What the hell is that noise?! If whoever it is doesn't stop I'll go over there and slit their throats…' He then heard something that made his hairs stand on end, as well as a speckle of red appear on his cheeks.

"Oh God, Joshua!! HARDER!!" Now, Hiei was, for the most part, completely oblivious to the story of the birds and the bees. He knew what mating was, and what it meant, but had never heard or seen it, and had never committed the act himself. Even so, he had a vague idea of what was going on through the thin walls in the room right behind his.

'Humans are disgusting…if they must mate, or whatever they're doing, they can at least keep quiet about it…' He took the pillow and put it over his ears and pressed as hard as he could, trying to make them bleed from his own pressure. 'If they don't stop soon I'll sleep in the damn kitchen. I don't want to have to cut out my own eyes by seeing their actions for the sake of their dying.' Luckily, after a few minutes, as well as a few moans and groans and sighs, there was peace and quiet. Hiei sighed in relief and finally got off to sleep, only to wake up five hours later to the faint sound of the alarm in Kurama's room…

THE NEXT DAY….

A tired-looking Hiei appeared in the kitchen a few minutes after Kurama. He sat down in one of the chairs facing the counter and promptly set his head down, apparently trying to get just an ounce more of sleep

"Hiei, what are you doing? You look tired…didn't you get any sleep?"

"You don't want to know. I'll leave it at that…" Kurama looked questioningly at his friend, but just accepted it as another one of Hiei's typical cryptic answers. It was probably best not to know, anyway. Some things are better left unsaid, or in Hiei's case, unheard. Kurama ordered breakfast, the same as the day before, and when it arrived it was the same prepubescent boy that answered the door. Again Kurama gave a small tip, and again the boy flitted down the hallway in absolute glee. Hiei lifted his head when his nose sniffed the sweet aroma of sausage and eggs. Apparently his tired state was only temporary, as he quickly ate what was set in front of him. They exchanged a few words as they headed downstairs to the car. Hiei cautiously glanced at the driver's side window before getting in after Kurama. During the ride he stared straight ahead, never taking his eyes off of the back of the seat where the supposed driver sat. Kurama didn't question his actions, mainly because of the spat they had the day before.

Eventually they arrived at the school where they departed from the vehicle and headed towards their own homerooms. Remembering that he ran into Celia the day before, Hiei glanced around for any sign of her. For a second he thought he glimpsed her signature red jacket, but before he could make a move she disappeared amid the crowd of scurrying students.

When Hiei arrived in first period he had no problems at all with Charlotte. After the incident the day before Hiei suspected that she would wise up and stop bothering him, and he was right. The only acknowledgment he got from her was the occasional glance to make sure that he wasn't about to commit any more acts of violence upon her legs.

Second period was most uninteresting; they finished reading Beowulf and played what Hiei called a "crude and foolish game" where the class reviewed the story for the test the following week. As it turned out because he was there for the entire reading the teacher was making him take the test along with the rest of the class. Hiei had never taken any kind of written test before, but he imagined it to be incredibly simple. He dominated the review game, mainly because he read the minds of both the teacher and the much more nerd-oriented students through his Jagan. Though it was a big dishonorable, there was no way he was going to appear foolish in front of his human classmates. In the end he got several bonus points that would be added to his future test grade for having the highest score; a smirk appeared on his face, showing no signs of dishonesty on his part.

Again he met Kurama at lunch and they briefly relayed what had happened that morning. They agreed that they needed to find out more information about Celia, including things that could possibly instigate her power.

"It could occur at random intervals…or something could prompt it. Honestly we need to know if we're to keep it under control." Hiei didn't even bother looking at Kurama as he said this. His legs were crossed as he rested against the brick wall of the school. Why should he care? No matter how strong this girl was he was sure he could take care of it.

"Hn. You worry too much. We haven't seen any sign of her power; she seems like a perfectly normal, weak human." This was true, but Kurama was still skeptical. Something must set off the energy which Koenma desperately spoke of…but what could it be?

"True…but we need to watch her carefully. Any sudden spike in her power must be caused by something, and we need to make sure we know exactly what that something is."

"Fine. Just don't expect me to baby-sit." With that statement the bell rang and they departed for their third period classes.

Art class was slightly more interactive this day, as they had a live model to work with. She sat in a chair on top of a table in the center of the room while desks were moved to accommodate the space around it in the shape of a circle. Hiei honestly couldn't care less about the assignment, but did a crude sketch of the girl anyway so as not to get into trouble. The teacher was a husky woman with fingers that resembled sausages. She disgusted Hiei, and gave far too much criticism to her students; she would periodically go around the room and tell them what they were doing wrong, then attempt to fix the problem itself, but in doing so ruined the student's initial plan for the piece and made it even worse than before. Luckily he was avoided for the most part by the teacher, probably for the fact that he gave her burning glares any time she came near, sending the clear message to mind her own damn business.

Finally they were on their way to Japanese class. It was early December, which explained the chill in the air. The wind ruffled the leaves on the ground which came from the mathematically placed trees on the campus, which sort of ruined the whole beauty of the trees. None of them were large enough for Hiei to spend time in, to his dismay, but he enjoyed them nonetheless. Even so, he was baffled as to why it was still so warm at this time of year. Back in Japan the ground would be covered in snow and the wind so cold it could freeze tears. Hiei guessed it was because of their location, but he decided not to question it. His being a fire demon impacted his sense of temperature, so even in the coldest weather he was perfectly warm.

Yet again they were the first to arrive in the room, so they took their usual seats up front. Slowly more students started to enter, but they noticed someone different, someone they hadn't seen before. She stood about 5'3" and wore a pair of fitted jeans which came right to the ground, the bottom edges slightly jagged from dragging. Her tennis shoes looked new, and the tongues were pulled up over the top of the jeans. Her shirt was white with gold lettering, tucked ever so slightly into the top of the jeans held in place by a belt with a buckle that said "Jasmine" in glittering gold. Above all her skin was the most perfect shade of light chocolate brown, with side-parted bangs covering the right side of her face. She stood next to the door as all the other students filed in past her, as if waiting for someone…

Eventually Celia entered as usual, but looked absolutely melancholy. Her attire was completely black, quite a contrast to the bright red trench coat she wore the first day they met. Her hair wasn't as neat as it usually was, and her makeup was smeared beneath her puffy eyes. She walked in slowly but stopped in front of the new girl waiting by the door. She suddenly dropped all of her things and clung to the girl for dear life, wrapping her arms around her as if it was her only means of survival. The girl put her arms around her as well, a reassuring hand placed on the back of her head. The two demons watched with amazement and concern as this unfolded, as a solitary tear dropped from Celia's eyes to the dirty, worn out carpet on which they stood.

Yup, done! Yet another cliffhanger, don't you love me? Lol…yeah, I know you do. This story is turning out way longer than I ever expected it to be…it's already about 31 pages in Word and they're only on day three….wow…this is going to be a long two weeks…and I plan on a sequel after Kurama and Hiei leave so…hot damn xD anyway enjoy this chapter and I hope to not make you wait too long for the next one. Again, constructive criticism and comments are strongly encouraged. So please review!