*BRITTANY'S POV*

We all landed a bit more gracefully this time. Except for Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Mo-mo; who all wound up in a pile at Hiei's feet.

"Get up morons." Hiei growled, probably annoyed that we didn't come back with Yukina.

"We're back at the temple…" muttered Yusuke as he stood up. I walked over and helped mo-mo up.

"Looks like it!" I said, with a false cheerfulness in my voice.

"So we have two months…" Mo-mo stated more than asked.

"Yes, so we should all train hard. I know the perfect diet and workout plan to-" Kurama started, but was cut off but Yusuke.

"Actually, Kurama, Kuwabara and I were gunna train with the old lady…" Yusuke said, indicating to the old trainer that had come back with the group of teenagers. She nodded, agreeing to train the boys rather than defending the two who backed away slowly.

"Well, Hiei, Mo-mo, Aiyoku-san-" Kurama was cut off again.

"Well, I was kinda hoping Hiei'd help me train… Actually." Mo-mo said, looking at the smallest of the group, who also seemed to pale ever so slightly at the thought of Kurama's training.

"Hiei?" Kurama asked the short demon, who was quick to agree with Mo-mo.

"I see…" Kurama sighed. The rest of the group ran off, leaving Kurama and I just standing there.

"Yay!" I giggled, ecstatic that I get to train with not only my current object of fan-obsession, but also at the fact that I get to train with somebody who can make me a lot stronger in a short period of time. "I'll try my best!" I said smiling brightly.

Kurama stared in the direction his friends had ran off without *Cough, Cough abandoned Cough, Cough* him. He then turned to face me and smiled politely.

"Well, let's go then." He said as he began to walk away. I ran afew steps to catch up to him then walked afew feet behind him, "Aiyoku-san?"

"Hm?" I replied, partially spaced out.

"Who are Koray and Ayame?" Kurama asked, "You and Mo-mo said you created them?"

"Mm-Hm! Koray is Mo-mo's character. In her story, he's a really strong fire demon from a different dimension! He's gone through so much torture that he isn't capable of feeling pain anymore. He's way, WAY over S class…"

"Ah…" Kurama said a slightly worried tone to his voice.

"With Ayame, she's also really strong. Saying she's way above S class is an understatement, but it's the same with Koray… Ayame has an impenetrable barrier of sand that she can use as offence and defense… although she can control all sand, she has some in the gourd she usually has on her back which is infused with her yoki that's faster and stronger than just the regular sand she controls. She's really, REALLY, protective of Yukina."

"Oh…" Kurama replied as he seemed to drift off into his thoughts.

We continued to walk on in a slightly awkward silence. For a while, the hairs on the back of my neck were on end, and I felt like there was somebody watching us. But I didn't want to disturb Kurama with my usual paranoia when he seemed so deep in thought. After looking over my shoulder for the zillionth time in the last half hour I decided to bring my worries to Kurama's attention, at least he could tell me I was being silly and sooth my paranoia.

"Kurama… I think there's someone following us…" I muttered quietly. I stiffened when he replied with:

"I was wondering when you'd notice."

We both stopped walking, and I looked around nervously.

"Come out." Kurama commanded.

"As you wish." A calm, refined voice said from our right side. I jumped and swirled around to face whoever was following us. I screamed slightly when the cool voice whispered from behind me, "Why so nervous, Kitten?" Water immediately shot up to where he had been standing, and I turned around to face the unknown opponent. I squeaked again when two arms wrapped around my waist and shoulders, pulling me up against the mystery guy and away from Kurama.

"Let her go." Kurama said firmly.

"Now why would I let go of such a pretty prize?" He asked.

"I'm no prize, I'm not even pretty." I growled in defiance. It just caused the guy to chuckle at my antics.

"How silly you are, Kitten." He chuckled into my ear.

"My name's not Kitten!" I yelped as I struggled out of his grip, to no avail.

"Then what is it?" He whispered into my ear, I shivered slightly. This guy was scaring the hell out of me.

"Aiyoku, Faiyuki. Might have been a pleasure if you were out of my personal bubble." I said with a sarcastic tinge to my voice.

"Who are you?" Kurama asked cautiously.

"Oh! How rude of me! I am Kirane. Vampire prince." Kirane smiled as he used my shoulder as a chin rest. "Hmmm, such a pretty name, but I think I like Kitten better…" He whispered.

"Personal bubble, personal bubble, personal bubble, personal bubble…" I chanted under my breath repetitively. He smiled and let go as he took a step back, giving me an opportunity to see him. Kirane had Onyx eyes and Violet hair that he had tied into a low ponytail that hung over his shoulder. He was around 5'9 with a slender build.

"I'll be seeing you again, my little Kitten." He said as he seemingly disappeared.

"I'm not your anything." I growled with a shudder. After Kurama was sure I wasn't injured at all we continued forward.

By the time we had gotten to the cave like shelter where Jin, Shi-shi, and the rest of the "Kurama Boot-camp Gang" from before the Makai tournament in the anime had trained, my feeling of paranoia had totally disappeared.

"We can rest up tonight and start training tomorrow." Kurama said as he lay down. I blinked and realized that we were sleeping on the floor. I found a small pond that didn't seem to be their when I watched the anime, and lay down next to it. I lay on my stomach, using my arms as a pillow. I closed my eyes and swiftly started towards sleep. Tomorrow was a going to be a big day.

"G'night Kurama." I muttered, falling asleep before I could hear the soft reply of Kurama.

"Goodnight, Yuki."