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Thank you to all of the people who reviewed this! I live for praise!

This final chapter is about Medra's fight in the finals with... *drum roll* SAKYO!!!

All: O.O

^_^ Caught you off guard, didn't I? Enjoy!

A/N: Please be sure to read the Epilogue.

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Angel's Wings

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It was a few minutes before the finals would begin. The Urameshi Team was standing in the hall just outside the stadium, gathering their thoughts and preparing themselves for the fights to come. All was silent, until Kurama spoke up.

"One question..."

Yusuke jerked out of his reverie. "Hm?"

"Have you arranged for a substitute for Genkai, since she won't be joining us today?"

"I did, but she should have been here by now," Yusuke replied.

"Well, I don't see why the old broad doesn't have to fight like the rest of us," Kuwabara grumbled, precipitating an argument between him and Yusuke. It was cut short when the doors began to rumble open.

"Please welcome Team Urameshi!" Juri called out.

They walked out into the stadium to a chorus of boos and catcalls. Once the team had reached the edge of the ring, Juri coughed once for silence. "And now, the team you've all been waiting for... Team Toguro!!!"

Silence.

Juri and the entire stadium stared at the doors, probably wondering where the Toguro Team was and why they didn't come out on cue. Then slow footsteps were heard, and Toguro stepped out of the shadows.

~Showoff,~ Yusuke thought furiously.

The rest of the team appeared by Toguro and stood, seemingly posing for unseen cameras. (A/N: O.o Do they know?) Karasu's eyes narrowed as he directed a glance at Kurama, who bristled at this silent reminder of the fight to come.

Both teams looked ready to start fighting, but Juri stopped them, saying that both teams must have five members in order for the match to proceed. Sakyo entered as the Toguro's fifth member. But the Urameshi Team still appeared short one...

~Dammit, why isn't she here?~ Yusuke thought impatiently. ~If she doesn't show up soon, we're going to have to forfeit!~

Juri had given up waiting, and started to call out, "And the winner is..."

"WAIT!!"

Everyone turned to look at the huge double doors through which the Urameshi Team had appeared. A small, blue-and-white figure ran out onto the field. Taking advantage of Juri's momentary speechlessness, Koto spoke quickly into her microphone. "The fifth member of the Urameshi Team has arrived! It appears to be a human girl with a pair of white wings! That is definitely not the famous psychic, Genkai, who fought yesterday! What is going on here?"

"What took you so long, Medra?" Yusuke asked angrily. "We nearly got kicked out!"

"I'm sorry, okay?" she snapped. "I got lost, and when I tried to ask directions, they just laughed at me!"

"Whoa, whoa, wait a second!" Kuwabara shouted. "You're not actually going to make her fight, are you? She's just a kid!"

Medra shot an acid glare at Kuwabara. "In case you haven't noticed, this *kid* defeated four demons last night and can probably fight better than you can. So just drop it, okay?"

Juri's fin-like ears twitched, and she said, "Wait a minute! The rules say that you can't use an additional member unless an original fighter is dead!"

Yusuke's eyes grew very cold. "Well, about that..."

"It doesn't matter."

Everyone turned to look at Sakyo, who had spoken without opening his eyes. Karasu continued Sakyo's statement. "Everyone knows that the girl is just here to take up space. And since the Urameshi Team will never get to the fifth fight anyways, it really doesn't matter."

Medra growled and called out, "Say that to my face, you masked creep!"

"What's wrong with you?!" Kuwabara asked the normally sweet girl.

(A/N: Since I'm not particularly good at fights I haven't seen, and I don't like the real results anyways, these are the outcomes for the purposes of this fic: Kurama won, Kuwabara was defeated, and Hiei was out of the ring for ten seconds. *has objects thrown at her head* Ow! Ow! I'm sorry! It's all for a good cause! You'll see! *is knocked out by a shoe* @_@)

"HIEI!!!!"

The small Jaganshi's body landed with a thump on the floor of the stadium. Medra immediately rushed over to start healing him. "Don't die, Hiei..." she begged.

"One! Two!..."

"Don't bother counting, lady! He's obviously not getting up!" Yusuke shouted, taking out his anger and worry on the announcer.

Hiei's eyes opened the smallest bit. "Medra?..." he asked huskily. "Kurama?..."

Kurama, who was also bending over the fire demon, gave a weak, relieved smile. "You're going to be okay, Hiei..."

"Hn..."

Hiei's head fell back, and his eyes closed, as Medra announced, "Done. I've healed his worst injuries, but he needs more than I can give him. I've put him into a healing sleep until his energy returns." She looked up, her eyes burning with hatred. "This is all their fault."

She flew up a few feet above their heads and landed inside the ring. "I hereby challenge Sakyo to a match!"

"Medra, what are you doing?!" Yusuke hissed. "You'll be hurt, or even killed!"

"You chose me for the team, didn't you?" she whispered back.

"Yes, but I never intended for you to actually fight!"

Medra sighed. "Look, we've got one win and two losses. If the other team gets one more win, we're toast. At least this way we have an even score. I'm counting on you to win this for us."

"Yeah, but if you lose this fight, we'll have lost the finals!"

"Trust me, okay? I have a plan. Besides, it's only Sakyo. How hard could it be?"

"I just don't know about this..." he grumbled.

Medra winked and turned back to the arena.

Sakyo glanced up at Toguro, who said, "Go ahead. I don't intend to waste my match on some brat, however weak she may be."

Sakyo shrugged and stepped up to the ring. He cast aside his coat, revealing that he had a muscle tee on underneath. (A/N: Shizuru: *drool* Me: -_-;)

Juri glanced at both of the fighters, then called out, "Fourth battle! Medra versus Sakyo! Let the match begin!"

Medra immediately darted forward, trying out her fists first. Sakyo was more skilled than she had first assumed; he blocked or dodged all of her hits, never losing his calm demeanor. ~All right, so that's not working... he's obviously been trained in martial arts. I'll use my swords, then.~

She stepped back and brought out her two swords. But before they had finished transforming from feathers, Sakyo knocked them out of her hands to the edge of the ring. ~No!~ He then proceeded to beat her quite badly, using only his fists. Medra tried blocking, but he seemed to know every move she was about to make and counter it with his own.

Kurama's fingers tightened on the arm that had been hurt during his battle with Karasu. ~This is always the worst part... seeing your friends get hurt and not being able to help...~ He looked at Hiei, who was sleeping peacefully against the wall along with the unconscious Kuwabara. ~If she hadn't healed him, she might have a bit more energy...~ He bit his lip. ~No. She had to heal him. But because of that, she might lose this match...~ Yusuke's gasp brought him back to reality. Medra was on her knees, suffering under the rain of blows Sakyo was pouring down on her. "Don't give up!" he called out in an attempt to encourage her.

Medra heard his advice and gave a bitter smile. ~What does he think I'm doing?~

Suddenly she got to her feet, dodging his latest punch. "You waited too long to finish me," she said grimly. "Now you pay the price!" She flew up, nearly to the roof of the stadium.

~What's she going to-~

"SPIRIT GUN!!!"

A long ray of blue light shot out of her index finger-

-and straight down to Sakyo.

Sakyo attempted to block, but it was too late - the blow knocked him down to the floor of the ring, unconscious. Juri started counting. "One! Two!..."

Medra fluttered down to the edge of the ring - just in time, because her wings had begun to disappear. (They're her main storage conduits for spirit energy, remember? Using up all that energy meant that she had to retract them.)

"Did... did I win?" she asked the two Reikai Tantei with a feeble smile.

Yusuke smiled. "Yes, Medra. You won."

"Good..." she said weakly, then fainted off the edge of the platform.

Both of them scrambled to catch her, but she ended up in Kurama's arms. ~She's so light...~ he thought, surprised.

Hiei, by this time, had woken up, and was watching the girl with an unreadable expression. (And to my eternal frustration, he has since developed shields that make it impossible to tell what's on his mind.)

Yusuke was up next...

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After all the fights were over, each team member got a wish. When it came to be Medra's turn, she wasn't sure what to ask for. ~I've already gained so much in these past two days...~ she thought, looking around at her new-found friends. Then she remembered. "I wish for my family and I to be protected against all threats of exposure," she declared. ~Now we're safe from threats! And I can stay in Japan...~

~Forever.~

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I blinked as the clip ended and I was brought back to reality. There were several piles of paper in front of me. They appeared to be homework, but I had no idea what classes they were for, when they were due, or how to do them.

I groaned.

"Couldn't you have picked a better time to come, Medra?"

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