KK: No, that last chapter was not the end. But I have to finish this story soon or I'm going to forget about it. Now I have two stories in my brain; a story about Harry Potter and an original story that my bff, Jordan, is helping me write. This is the second to last chapter, so prepare yourself for a wonderful end to a wonderful story. Enjoy.

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Chapter 23: Mourning The Dead

Over the course of the next two weeks, Kaita, Kuenma, and Botan went to the funerals for the nine fallen detectives. Kaita had gone back to the battlefield and brought back all the dead bodies. She had managed to make them look like each of them had gotten sick and died or had gotten in a car accident.

At Etsumo's funeral, Kaita cried on Kurube's shoulder. Kurube told her about all the times Etsumo had saved his life. It turns out that Etsumo had thought of Kurube as brother and had confided everything to him. Even after her death, Kurube was still reluctant to tell Etsumo's secrets.

Botan cried at every funeral. Kuenma was in his teenage form and, surprisingly, in a suit and tie. He didn't even have his pacifier with him.

Kurama came to the last two funerals because they were on Saturday. It turned out that one of the detectives who had died had gone to his school, but they weren't in the same class or year.

"I never want to have to go to another funeral again," Kaita said after the last one was over.

"It's ok, Kaita," said Kurama, "I don't think you'll have to for a while."

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KK: ok, I'm sry its so short and I promise ill never write another chapter this short again. Bye.