Oh, I forgot to make a few translations last chapter. Gomen, my beloved readers and reviewers. (Which are currently non-existant!) T___T

A UFO is an Unidentified Food Object. Teme yarou  is the equivalent of 'you bastard'. Unagi is a dish made of eels. And shimatta, just for whoever's interested, means 'dammit.'

To continue with my seriously under-reviewed story.

-------------------------------------------------------

Teisha was behind Kurama at that moment, hiding from Karasu, gasping for breath as quietly as she could. They had spent the last hour on the run from Karasu, and there was one annoyed chicka to deal with.

She was growing angry. She hated hiding from her enemies. Golden eyes narrow, she stormed from the alley.

"Teisha!" Kurama hissed.

She ignored him until she was grabbed from behind.

"Where's the kitsune, ningen?" Karasu inquired, voice silky and sending shivers of fear and excitement down her spine.

She smiled secretly. "I know no kitsune, youkai. The boy I was with is a ningen and my friend."

Karasu breathed out, cold breath hitting her ears and making her close her eyes.

"I speak of the youkai, Youko Kurama."

She laughed aloud. "Youko Kurama died nearly twenty years back, baka. You are delusional."

"No. The kitsune youkai, Youko Kurama, lives, ningen. It is my intent to find him."

"And what?"

"Kill him."

"I'll notify you, Karasu, should I see any fox zombies around. Good day to you," she said, voice mocking and eyes amused at his expense. She neatly withdrew herself from his grasp and walked away.

"Teme hanyou yarou*," she heard Karasu whisper, voice a mere note in the wind.

"What was that, kuso atama*?"

"I said nothing, onna."

Her eyes gleamed gold and promised harsh death.

"Just to make sure that you don't get any ideas…" she murmured, a wind coming into the small, secluded area. "Rose Tornado!"

She grabbed Kurama and ran.

"Alright, Teisha!" he finally gasped, stopping her in the middle of a park. "What was that about?"

"I got us out of a situation you were running from," she said, deliberately playing stupid.

"No. Not that. The Rose Tornado."

"Oh, didn't you know? I'm a hanyou kitsune youkai*." Her voice was far too mild for his comfort.

"When did you discover this?"

"A long time ago. In a juvenile detention facility." She took a deep breath. "Aren't you curious as to what I'm also capable of?"

Her voice was too sardonic and bitter.

"What?"

"My father was Karasu himself. I'm sure you figured that much out merely by my last name. A parting gift from okasan, I do believe. I can kill with a mere thought. I can barely control it. A fox demoness and that son-of-a-bitch had a little kit together. Amazing, isn't it?"

Her face was streaming tears of remembered hurts and embarrassment.

How many have teased her for that? The circumstances of her birth. Things that were out of her control. He didn't understand why, but he was, quite suddenly, very, very angry.

"Who was your mother?"

"The kitsune onna, Rechila."

He winced. Ouch. Rechila. I knew her. I never knew she had a child though. That makes sense, considering Rechila's personality. Very privacy oriented. I wonder why she would send her own child to the ningenkai. She was very proud about being a youkai. Whatever did happen to Rechila, as a matter of fact? he mused, definitely intrigued by the girl and her shrouded history.

He sighed. "Very well."

"I don't want word of this getting to Jennys. She's enough to worry about."

Teisha had no idea.

She was in the middle of the food fight, still. She seemed to be Hiei's favorite target, and he didn't miss very often. Finally, Jennys was about two steps from really pissed.

"Oh, Hiei?"

"Hai, baka onna?" he replied.

"Will you come here?"

"For what?"

"Come here," she repeated.

He did so and she dumped another bowl of the unagi on his head, swiftly meeting his lips with her's so he'd be to stupefied to chase her as she ran away.

It worked.

Hiei watched, stunned, as she left the room.

"Hiei, did she kiss you, or am I delusional?"

"I saw it, too, Botan. She busts a bowl of my unagi over his head and kissed him. Hiei's turning into a ladies' man!"

"Shut up, detective. I'm going to kill her myself, I think. No need to wait for the other demons."

Yuusuke and Botan suddenly blocked the door.

"No way, Hiei. There is no way I'm allowing you to kill the one girl to get under your skin," Yuusuke said.

"Out of my way, detective."

"Not a chance," Botan seconded.

There was a knock on her door.

"Who is it?"

"It's Botan!"

"Enter!" she said. The door slid open and Botan stepped in. "How's Hiei?"

"Torn between killing you and just torturing you. That was brilliant, Jennys. Kami-sama, where'd you come up with that?"

She laughed aloud and mock-preened. "Thank you. It was rather impromptu, and definitely unrehearsed, but I'm touched. I'd like to thank the Academy…"

"Don't, Jennys."

Jennys merely grinned and said, "I'm going to get a shower, okay, Botan? Call me if anything serious pops up or Teisha comes back."

"Will do."

------------------------------------

'Teme hanyou yarou.' – 'You half-breed bastard.'

'Kuso atama.' – 'Shit head.'