During the days, I spent almost all my time with the girls that rooted for Team Urameshi. I had become good friends with them all for different reasons. Botan was just so nice to everyone, and was just a downright friend. Yukina was so sweet, but she was quiet. Shizuru was funny in an odd sort of way, and we shared the ability of a connection with the dead. Keiko and I shared the bond of having childhood friends that we cared about in the tournament.

But at night, I slept with Kurama. I really hope that no one thought anything bad about this, thinking that we were having sex late into the night or something. We would talk for hours, about anything at all. But it was usually about what had happened during the day. I was happy about learning about the real him, which was all I really wanted. When we ran out of things to say to each other, we fell asleep.

But every day, by the time that I finally woke up, he was gone and his spot was cold.

This day was no different; I woke up later than usual, and I got up as quickly as I could. Sliding on tight jean shorts and a black t-shirt, I rose my arms up and stretched myself out. It wasn't that I didn't want to hang out with the girls today; I just needed to prepare myself. The final round of the Dark Tournament was coming on soon enough.

The nerves had begun, and so had the betting. I got outside of the place that we were staying, and not even a second later someone was asking for me to take a bet.

"Come on, kid!" The demon yelled, holding up his box full of money. I just held a hand up so that he couldn't get any closer to me.

"No thank you."I said, letting out a quiet sigh as I avoided the man as best as I could. I avoided his other little friends and went as quickly as possible into the forest nearby.

Finally, the forest was the place that gives me the nicest relaxation that I need badly currently.

I continued to walk through the forest, jumping over a few of the fallen trees that probably didn't happen naturally. I reached the sudden drop of a cliff, listening to the water beating up against the rocks down below. I near the edge, and looked down into the water. It was straight down, and if I was stupid enough to jump off I would be quickly engulfed by the white water below.

Even though the fact that there was rushing white water only thirty feet below me, I found that I could relax easily and just sit down for a bit. Not too far away from the edge of the cliff was a tree stump. I was beginning to think that out here wasn't as safe as I had originally thought it would be. I just hoped that no one from the Toguro team would decide to use me as practice.

The stump was large enough for me to comfortably curl up on it, shutting my eyes as I relaxed. My grasp of how much time had passed wasn't working well today, because when I opened my eyes it was dark out. I figured that it wouldn't hurt resting this much, considering tomorrow was bound to give me a stress ball like no one had ever seen before.

Sitting up, I peeked over the edge and saw the white water getting higher as the tide came in. I hoped that no one had gotten worried about me; I realized that it probably would have been safer if I had told someone where I was going. A little bit of paranoia filtered into my brain and I had to let out a sigh, and tell myself that it would be fine going back.

I waited until I really did believe that I'd be fine, then went onto go back to the hotel.

It was more difficult to navigate the woods with the lack of light, and those logs that I had jumped over previously were causing me to nearly fall flat on my face. A flash of light silver appeared in the corner of my eye suddenly, and when I turned to see what it was exactly, it was gone. My first reaction was to start running, but since it was dark I didn't want to do any serious damage to myself.

So I continued to walk slowly, until I almost walked into a tall figure. When I looked up, I knew that face, but I just couldn't place it. The man had pointed ears, golden eyes and a pasty complexion. Then it dawned on me, leaving me feel like a bit of an idiot.

"Kurama." I said, stating his name so that I could either be corrected or not.

"Yes." This was not his voice however, it was deeper and it sent a shiver up and down my spine. "Why aren't you in the hotel?"

"I was out near the water."

"Alone?"

"Clearly."

He gave me a scolding look, one that I had gotten used to. "That's dangerous."

I decided that instead of getting a ear full, that I'd just change the subject. "How are you all…Foxy?"

I knew that he could no longer jump into this form, so seeing him like this was a bit confusing for me. I knew that he had changed in the battle between him and the guy with the smoke box, but other than that he told me that he couldn't do it.

"I had some help."

Letting out a sigh, I could tell that Yoko Kurama was aiming to be a lot more secretive than his other half. It's almost like they have a nearly identical split personality. "Alright."

Turning around, I thought I heard something behind us. But there was nothing, when I turned back he had transformed back to Shuichi.

"Fifteen minutes." He said, looking at his watch for a second.

"Is that enough time?" I asked, even if I had no idea what he was talking about.

"No idea." He murmured, as we began to walk back to the hotel, walking close together.