A/N: Holy crap it is so hot out! Makes it hard for me to want to sit down and write! EGAD! Anyway, here is another chapter! A bit of plot filler, it's taken me a while to figure out how I want to connect the beginning with the climax, I wanted some filler too. So! Here is the filler, lol! Enjoy xoxo

Disclaimer: YYH is not mine. There... I admitted it. NOT. MINE. *sigh*

P.S. Edited, like a boss.

Italics are memories/premonitions. Yupp. As usual.

Chapter 10

All the demons present in the dining hall became dead silent when Reika and her family entered. She thought it was because of her father, that maybe it was a sign of respect to him... but then the whispers started, and she caught the word 'human' floating around. Yusuke walked forwards confidently, a grin pulling his lips apart. He stood stoutly before the gathered demons, his hands on his hips.

"As you all know, I lived in Ningenkai with my human wife for the past 24 years. I came here after she died, as I promised before I left. This woman is my human daughter, Reika Urameshi." Reika felt a stirring of unease in her gut; it flared into a tumultuous churning when Hokushin strode forwards to stand beside his master.

"Reika has defeated Ryou in battle, my friends. She is Urameshi's successor as the new Spirit Detective of Reikai." Reika scanned the crowd, analyzing why she felt so nauseous, maybe it was the being the object of dozens of avid demonic eyes. Feeling a little foolish she walked up to her father and placed a hand on his arm, she opened her mouth to say something when the gasps of several of the demons silenced her. She turned her frowning face upon them, her golden eyes wary.

"Get your filthy hands of our leader, human!" When she didn't remove her hand several of the demons stood and placed their hands gently on their weapons. They snarled angrily at her, disgust and disbelief warring in their eyes. Yusuke's body tensed beneath her hand, his formidable temper rising swiftly. Reika slid her hand down his arm to clasp his hand in her own.

"I've searched for my father for months, asshole. I went through hell to find him. I have killed dozens of your people, received dozens of wounds, and gone days without sleep, all to find him! Most of the time I spent in Makai I spent searching, learning, absorbing all the customs and traits of your people. This knowledge leads me to believe that it is not the fact that I am touching my father that bothers you; it's the fact that I am human and I am touching a demon of importance. Every time I come to this world I deal with ignorance like yours, and I'm sick of it. You waste my time with your foolish beliefs. Now that I've found my father I will do as I fucking please with him! My humanity does not diminish our bond. I have killed for him, and I would do so again!" Yusuke squeezed her hand gently and turned a glare on his subjects.

"And I her. Reika is my daughter; I love her no matter what her blood status is." Reika smiled softly, gave her father's hand a reassuring squeeze, and let go. Kurama gently prodded Yusuke in the side, tilting his head towards the doorway.
"It may be best for us to dine in private, Yusuke. We have much to discuss." The demon leader nodded and decisively led them from the dining hall. Hokushin and Ryou stayed behind, their eyes following Reika with much curiosity.

The barracks consisted of six buildings, all surrounding one in the center. Four for male occupants, two for female. The seventh in the center was designated for Yusuke, his guard, and any visitors. His quarters were much more spacious than the others; they consisted of only two beds, a bedside table, and dresser. Yusuke's was a suite of rooms, a bedroom, bathroom, study, and living room. They were currently occupying the study, eating off a platter. Reika popped a piece of cheese in her mouth and made a soft noise of pleasure. She hadn't eaten in over two days, since demons needed considerably less food to survive than humans did.

"How did you become Spirit detective, Reika?" Yusuke asked, cocking a dark eyebrow intently. Reika shrugged, her gaze sliding sideways to lock onto her vulpine uncle.

"It's an interesting story father...maybe I should start at the beginning." Reika told him about her stay in America, the demon she had killed, her awakening powers, and subsequent employment by Koenma. She even told him about her premonitions...well, that she had them, not precisely what or who they were about.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here, Rei," Yusuke whispered, his frowning causing lines to bracket his mouth. Reika leaned forwards and rubbed her cheek against his before kissing it.

"I know, dad. But right now, sorry isn't nearly enough. I want to forgive you but I can't just yet." Yusuke closed his eyes and nodded in understanding, a pained sigh slipped past his lips.

"I can explain at least." He gave her puppy dog eyes before he leaned back and started to speak.

"Hokushin came through the barrier about five months after you left. He told me about the assassinations, that Enki had decided he wasn't going to fight for kingship this year, and that the resulting madness was spreading rapidly. Enki has managed to maintain his power for two decades, with the help of myself, Yomi, and Mukuro. None of us have fought since the first tournament, deciding that as his subordinates we would do more good for Makai as we were. Then Yomi's son was almost killed. Then Hokushin, and Enki's wife Kokou. All of them failed, but their underlings were killed. Several bandit leaders have been killed as well... and strong human psychics who have chosen to live here. When someone tried to kill Puu I finally decided to come back. I've been here, keeping an eye on things ever since." Reika stood in a flash and started pacing, a frown on her elfin face.

"It's obvious whoever is killing high ranking demons is trying to get rid of competition for the tournament. All we need to do is find out who gains the most from their deaths... find them, and kill them." Yusuke made a noise of disbelief when he registered the words that had come out of his beloved daughter's mouth.

"What?" He exclaimed, standing up abruptly, knocking over the chair he had been sitting on. Reika turned to face him, smirked darkly, and ran her fingers along the length of her hair, as if petting some sleek creature.

"It's obvious they won't stop trying to kill our friends and family unless we kill them ourselves. Koenma won't do anything about it, he has limited power here. There is no real punishment in Makai, other than what local leaders impose upon their territories. So, we find them, and kill them." Yusuke strode towards her, his eyes wide and hurt. He wrapped himself around her, clutched her tightly and held back an anguished noise.

"I know you've become Spirit Detective...but I didn't realize they actively used you...made you kill..." Reika shoved him away and shook her head rapidly. Her eyes were pinned to the ground, bangs falling in her eyes.

"They didn't make me do anything. I had to kill in the course of my job, in order to survive, and complete my missions. It was me, or them, and obviously I chose myself. You weren't there to protect me, so I protected myself!" Her furious eyes flickered up to pin him in his place, her full lips pursed in a tight, angry line.

"How dare you judge me," She continued, flexing her hands spasmodically," for doing something you've done dozens of times? If not hundreds! So fuck you, Dad. You can take your righteous indignation and shove it!" She turned away from him and glared at the far wall, breathing deeply to try and regain her composure. Yusuke's arms closed around her from behind, gently, and he settled his chin on her shoulder.

"I'm not judging you... I just never wanted you to have to take those kinds of steps for yourself, Rei. I should have been there to protect you, been there to stop you from having to kill someone, for needing to fight for your life. That's why I haven't told you who I really am, and about Hiei, Kurama, and Makai as well." Reika turned in his arms and hugged him back, her sigh muffled against his shirt.

"You've gotten a lot more eloquent over the past few months, Dad," she muttered absently, her fingers toying with the fabric on his shirt. Yusuke chuckled and rubbed her back soothingly.

"Hokushin has been making me give speeches lately. I hate it, it makes me want to vomit and I break out in sweat, but it helps keep everyone in line." He led her back to the table, and shoved another plate of food in front of her.

"Now keep eating. We need to figure out where the hell we are going to go from here... and you need to keep your strength up, your training starts tomorrow."

"...What training?"