Prince Elmo: (Walks in, dressed in a glittery pink fairy-costume, complete with fake fairy-wings) Welcome back, my little mushrooms! (Twirls in a circle, sending glitter flying everywhere) 8D Did you know that Hiei's heart is actually filled with pixie dust?!

Yusuke: (Dressed as a squirrel) Are you on crack?

Prince Elmo: (Waves her pink glittery wand) Why? Would you like some?

Kurama: (Walks in, dressed the same as Elmo and looking very uncomfortable) I can't believe she made me wear this...(Clears throat) The only thing Prince Elmo owns here, is her own perverted little mind. (Look at his outfit again) As if that wasen't obvious enough yet...

Kurama's point of view:

Koenma was outraged when you had returned with the badly roughed up Jaiden. Her sudden attack on Yusuke had been a complete surprise. You know she had only attacked him out of frustration, but the whole situation had spun out of control before you could stop it.

It was strange. You had expected her to be stronger. Not that her attack wasn't impressive, to say the least.

At your return to Koenma's palace, you had glanced at your teammates. Kuwabara being the only one without wounds, simply for the fact that he refuses to fight a girl. He was carrying Yusuke, who was barely conscious. She had electrocuted him, whilst he was holding her. You and Hiei had been too, but you two hadn't been in direct contact with her. Your entire body ached from the electricity that had coursed through you and from the force with which she had punched you. It was obvious that the unconsious and badly beaten girl in your arms was a whole lot powerful than she let on.

And yet, you feel guilty for the long, ragged cut you made across her back with your Rose Whip. You handed Jaiden to Botan, who would take care of her wounds. It was time to take care of your own wounds.

Now, just 24 hours later, the bruise over your eye has pretty much healed and all of your teammates seem to be healing fine. As well as Jaiden. You have learned that the young witch doesn't live alone in the Human World. She lives there with her mother, Maria, a kind, soft-spoken woman. Botan had been so kind as to inform her of the situation and she had responded with utmost understanding and grace.

It's obvious that Jaiden didn't get her personality from her mother.

Even though Jaiden hasn't been awake, her wounds are healing rapidly. Mostly thanks to Maria, who had arrived with a mysterious potion. As Botan took the mother towards Information, so that Jaiden's file could be changed, she had turned to you with the request to change Jaiden's dressings. Making your way over to Yusuke's room, where the witch now sleeps, you're deep in thought about the recent way of events. Something seems....Off....

As you lay your hand on the doorknob, a strange sound comes out of Yusuke's room. You pause and listen for a few moments. When the strange noise doesn't repeat itself, you softly open the door. "Jaiden, are you awake?"

Back to your point of view!

"Hmmm, god bless the girl who invented beds. Their heavenly softness should not be underestimated." You make to roll onto your back and stretch like you always do, when pain radiating from your back spreads through you. You stop moving and breathing to squeal in pain. "Oh my freaking god! Why does my back hurt like that?! What in the world did I do with it?" You just lie there, face down, waiting for the pain to go away.

Then you hear a door open. "Jaiden, are you awake?"

"Shuuichi? Wait, where am I? What happened?!" Keeping your paranoid ramblings to yourself for this moment and pretend to be asleep.

"I was sure I heard something." Shuuichi mutters, apparently to himself.

"What the hell is going on! Oh no, did I sleep with him?! Is this his bed?? I hardly know the guy...But he IS kinda hot...ARGH! Impure thoughts!"

The door shuts and you hear soft footsteps coming towards the bed. You continue to breathe deep and even, pretending to be asleep seems like the best option for now. His hands gently turn you over on your back and you barely stifle a wince as you come to rest on your sore back. His fingers brush the hair off your face, before coming to rest on your face. You can feel his gaze as he studies you.

"He's not believing the sleep-act, is he?"

But then you hear him sigh. "It seems that your face is already healed. We shouldn't have been that hard on you, you were only defending yourself." "I was...? And who are 'we'?" Then you feel him pulling back the covers. "Woah, what are you doing, neighbour?!" "Let's take a look at your back..."

He carefully pushes you into a sitting position. Sitting down behind you, he lets your weight rest against him. Shuuichi cups your chin to bring your head backwards to rest against his shoulder. "Can't work with all that hair in the way..." Next thing you know, he's deftly removing the bandages from your torso. Which seems to be the only thing you're 'wearing', next to a pair of knickers. (Author: I heart this word.)

With strength you didn't even know you possessed so early in the morning, you bolt out of his grasp to sit at the other side of the bed. Ignoring the now dull ache in your back, you point an accusing finger at him and squeel out hysterically. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

You're pretty sure you're not really hyperventilating, as you wait for him to bask you in apologies.

Silence. Nothing, but silence. Then you notice that Shuuichi isn't exactly making eye contact. "Hello-o? I'm yelling at you here. It's only polite to make eye contact when you're being yelled at...Is he...blushing?! Oh..."

You notice the error of moving away from him; the bandages which were once covering your torso are now hanging loosely around your hips. So the reason why Shuuichi is not making eye contact, is because boobs don't have eyes. Crossing your arms over your naked chest, you move off the bed and slowly back away. Shuuichi's blush deepens, as he finally makes eye contact.

SLAM! The door is violently kicked open by a ready-to-kick-ass-looking Yusuke. "What's going on?!"

You blink stupidly at the door as more and more people stumble in. Some of which you recognise, most of which you don't. "Oh, right. I'm pretty much naked." You bolt towards the nearest door, praying to every god you know that it's the bathroom.

Prince Elmo: Yes, you have a mother. She'll play a small part in this story, just like Kurama's mum. That's your cue, Kuwa-kins!

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