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Suiichi Minamino, formerly known as the "great" Youko Kurama, sighed and brushed a few crimson locks of hair out of his leaf-green eyes. Another mission alert had been given to them by "Lord Koenma", courtesy of the Botan, the deity of Death. Yuusuke and Kuwabara were also with Kurama in the castle, as well as Botan herself. Hiei was lurking somewhere in the shadows, as always. Fortunately he wasn't fighting with Yuusuke or Kuwabara for once. All of the Reiki Tantei looked rather unexcited at the thought of visiting the ruler of the spirit world, however.

Another enemy to fight. Another problem. Another solution to be found. It would almost be boring if it weren't for the life-threatening part. This time, Koenma had been rather... vague on the details of the mission, but it involved a trip to Makai and something about a "lost soul" that was not supposed to be there.

Kurama observed his friends out of the corners of his eyes, still wondering how in the world he had gotten mixed up with them. Hiei, who was clothed to camouflage with the night, was (as always) glaring at anything and everything that crossed his path. He knew something, though, and the fox planned on finding out what..it was only a matter of time..

Kuwabara. There wasn't much to say about Kazuma. Perhaps that he was extremely noble and justifying. Also that he was extremely... ignorant. To put it honestly: he was very stupid at times with all brawn and no brains although he retained a code of honor somewhere in his skull.

Yusuke, on the other hand, had some smartness in him. Although the raven haired detective never formulated any useful strategies whatsoever he did always manage to achieve his goal. He had a brain that functioned properly-he just chose to ignore sometimes.

And then there was Botan: perky, perhaps a little too cheerful, happy, forgetful, loud—and blue-haired. Blue-haired and pink-eyed. Not a diseased sort of pink, either. A bright, happy pink that was almost an amethyst-like purple. Yet, despite all of her faults, the plant demon couldn't help but feel a sort of affection for her. For all of them, and all of what they had gone through together. Being a human really had softened his harsh personality over the years, despite what he told himself.

The doors to Koenma's office flew open, and a dark purple oni with twin horns suddenly rushed by, holding a teetering stack of yellow and red papers.

"AND MAKE SURE THAT THE VAULT IS SECURELY LOCKED! SECURELY! DO YOU HEAR?" Koenama's screeching voice attacked the detectives' eardrums, loud in spite of his pacifier. The toddler-formed son of Enma Daioh sat back on his cushioned swivel chair and whirled around to face his employees, a vein bulging in his forehead.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? YOU NEED TO GET ON THIS MISSION A-S-A-P! YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT BY NOW!" these words were powerfully uttered and laced with just the slightest squeak. Botan, who had been perched on her oar, more or less fell off. Kuwabara, however, merely stared at the ceiling with his eyes glazed dully over, dreaming of his "beloved" Yukina while red eyes glared at him, their owner well aware of the human's thoughts. Yusuke sweatdropped and kicked Koenma's prized spinning chair in the leg.

"Shuttit. We came, didn't we? Now what's this about us going to Makai? Do I get to miss school with Takenaka?" Yusuke eagerly probed the young ruler for answers, desperate for any reason that he could give Keiko to avoid school.

"I'm not risking my life again to go after another faked demon in Antarctica. Do you know how many polar bears live there?"

Koenma, rather annoyed at being interrupted in his practiced glare of anger, huffed and switched on a TV that had been brought over by Jorge the oni.

"Here is one of Maikai's rainforests at 5:48 AM," the successor of Reikai announced with a large sweep of his undersized arm. "As all of you know, I sent for you to come on a tracking mission, BUT NONE OF YOU CAME!" Koenma snarled, and regained his composure.

"So, I ordered Hiei to come and track Keila, whom none of you saw fit to waste any time on."

Hiei sneered, having finally come out of the shadows. "That basilisk? It wasn't worth any time. Even you could have caught it, with your pathetic fighting abilities" the ruler of Reikai's response to this was to glare and motion for them to watch the screen, which was rolling credits in large white letters on a black background.

"Produced by: The Great Koenma"

"Character selected by: the Great Koenma"

"All credit goes to: the Great Koenma"

"copyright (A/N insert date here. I don't know when exactly they lived.-;), Property of the Great Koenma"

in much smaller font "starring: Hiei and Keila"

Everyone in the room—excluding Koenma—sweatdropped, all too aware of the young ruler's ego.

On screen, a large amount of plants appeared, all covered by drops of clear rain. Kuwabara guffawed loudly. "That's it? That's gotta be the cruddiest movie I've ever seen..It's starring SHORTY? HAHAHAAAAAHAA-" he was silenced by one of Hiei's famous death glares.

"As you can probably tell," Koenma announced, "the demon in this corner (here he indicated a pile of dead leaves) is a basilisk. The shadow on top of the screen is our good friend Hiei."

"Hn." Hiei grunted his usual incoherent noise, and noticeably twitched. "Toddler. You followed me and filmed the mission without my knowing?"

"Now Hiei...calm down. Hiei...Hiei...!" Koenma took cover under his desk as the fire demon (apparition?) advanced menacingly towards him. The "detective" did not appreciate the filming of himself in the least. Botan tried to subdue Hiei as the other reikai Tantei continued to stare at the glowing screen.

The image on the television had abruptly turned away from the pile of leaves, and it appeared that the cameraman had placed the camera on a boulder. Jorge stuffing his face with donuts then filled the screen for a good twenty minutes, and the camera apparently fell off the rock, because everything went fuzzy and staticy a muffled "oops.." was all they heard.

Jorge sweatdropped, sidled out the door, and ran for his life.

Botan, meanwhile, had somehow managed to prevent Hiei from blowing Koenma into oblivion. The young ruler took heart at this, and whipped out a megaphone. "JORGE! THIS IS COMING OUT OF YOUR PAYCHECK!

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Yes this was a pointless chapter.

But I had fun writing it, so there.

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