Torrin: Thank you for actively searching for me Virgin.

Who: What can I say despite the fact that you're a complete creep I care.

Kurama: It is possible to care too much Who.

Who: I know, but I can't even kill most bugs what do you want from me?

Hiei: To kill that second rate demon.

Torrin: I just got back and already my life is being threatened. By the person that locked me away. Reprimand the Porcupine Virgin.

Who: No way! I'm on thin ice with him already! That's one of the reasons you're still alive. So Hiei doesn't kill me, as long as there's you he won't mess with me.

Hiei: Want to bet onna. (flashes katana)

Who: You heard that?

Kurama: We are in the same room Who.

Who: Right. I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho. (hide behind Kurama) Protect me.

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(A/N. Sorry much for the plot holes. I did not wish to bore anyone. So I just left some things out hopefully it does not cause confusion, and hopefully the story will be good cause I do what I can. Though I did hear some nice words that to made me feel good. Those that can, do. Those that know teach. And those that can't teach become critics. It was a joke but it was nice. Thanks for your reviews.)

"Sorry Glady. I don't think I can remember where I put the orb." Said Torrin without a hint of remorse in his voice, he wore a smile as if he was all too pleased to disappoint .

"How dare you!" Gladumus's voice was loud enough to wake the dead it seemed. His angry yell had been directed to Torrin. After a rather shaky few minuets it seemed Gladumus was ready to bit the bat's head off, they had exchanged insults and information, now the demon, Gladumus, was privy to a truth that did not peak his fancy. Even still Torrin, wore the most complacent smirk that he could muster.

Now so full of rage that he seemed ready to burst, Gladumus balled his hand into a tight little fist, which was about the size of a human head which perceivably isn't all that little, and let it fly. Gladumus sent his fist crashing right into an unsuspecting Torrin's gut.

Once Gladumus's fist made contact with Torrin's stomach a look of unabashed pain rippled across Torrin's face. There was no masking it; Torrin could feel Gladumus's knuckles cut into him and it felt as if his stomach was being smashed into his spine. Torrin even felt as if his lungs had flattened, and felt that he was chocking on his own throat.

For a moment it seemed Torrin's body molded with Gladumus's fist; once he pulled his fist away however, Torrin shrank downward toward the floor. The bat demon found himself on his hands and knees coughing up blood, and everything that had dwelled within his stomach. Luckily the spirit detectives had not fed him well, sure he complained about maltreatment then, but now Torrin was slightly thankful.

When Torrin had finished spewing his guts on the cold stone floor, he had to work hard just to suck in some deep breaths, but it was a bit more painful than he'd expected, and he found himself chocking on his throat again.

Before Torrin could get to thinking about catering to his wounded his stomach, or at least getting off of all fours; Gladumus kicked him with such force that it not only knocked Torrin over but it forced his body two feet from where he had fallen. Torrin rolled his body giving to full revolutions before he stopped, then, the sore bat demon found himself lying on his stomach but before he could turn over he felt the weight of Gladumus's foot pressing into his back.

Torrin could feel his ribs wanting to give way under Gladumus's weight, at least the weight of his massive foot. What was worse Torrin could now barely breath as Gladumus began pressing down on Torrin's back with his foot, and twisting as if he were putting out a cigarette. The bat demon was almost certain he heard his ribs beginning to pop. Even the cartilage and skin of his wings felt like they were breaking. Torrin could not even draw in enough air to cry out, though the pain was most dreadful.

For fleeting a moment Torrin longed for the sensation of having a blunt object being taken to the side of his head At least that sensation of pain was quick and not enduring. Just a jolt and sometimes followed by unconsciousness, but this, it was torture, in every sense of the word Through the grinding pain Torrin felt as if the skin on his back was slowly wrenched from his bone, and soon his back would be bare.

I can't believe it I actually wish that the porcupine were here to incapacitate me. Torrin thought to himself amidst the pain he felt. Once Torrin accepted the pain, he just hoped the Gladumus would take pity and press down onto his back a bit harder, and just crush his rib cage, precipitate his death, it would be easier. But Torrin knew Gladumus would not do that. An image of the four spirit detective looking at him with death in their eyes flashed in Torrin's mind as his head began to fuzz. Why does that seem a welcoming vision?

The taste of copper entered Torrin's mouth, and though he was on the ground he suddenly felt very dizzy. Without warning Gladumus suddenly stopped tormenting Torrin. With the weight of Gladumus's foot lifted from his back Torrin laid on the ground sucking in deep grateful breaths. Torrin lifted his head from the ground as much as he could muster, and coughed letting a few drops of blood fall onto the floor. Torrin looked beaten and haggard, but from the look on Gladumus's face he wasn't ready to end Torrin's suffering, and even before Torrin could realize what was going to happen Gladumus dragged him off. Torrin's fate seemed fey, at best.

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"He what!!" Koenma's voice resonated throughout the air, and the floor seemed to shake as he screamed out in anger, and surprise. Quickly the tiny prince became quiet, his eyes taking on a reflective air. "I probably should've expected this much out of him though." Koenma mumbled to himself, although he was still a little surprised by the information he had received. "Though honestly he didn't seem the type."

"Well, he was." Snapped Yusuke. "We should've just killed him. Now he's probably off with the guy and ready to destroy the world."

"I didn't trust that evil jerk from the first moment I saw him." Said Kuwabara.

"This could be one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made." Koenma uttered to himself as he shrank down into his oversized chair; his arms folded over his chest and a pout on his face. "I don't even know how he convinced me to help him."

"The machine." Said Yusuke dryly.

"Yes, that's right he claimed that he was the only one with the knowledge of how to shut off a machine that could cause great destruction. But now, I'm not sure if he was telling the truth about that." Koenma began to grumble. "He lied about everything else he told me."

"Which wasn't much, I'm sure." Stated Kurama he wore an indifferent scowl, and had his arms folded over his chest, as well. "But there must have been a reason, as to why Torrin's life is of so much consequence, not only to us, but to this Gladumus as well. There must be a reason that he wants him alive. It has to do with this Orb of Sumara we've been hearing about."

Koenma looked quizzically at Kurama. "The orb." Said the prince, and Kurama merely nodded.

"It seems to be a recurring thing. Before he ran off, Torrin said that he had the orb."

"Yeah I remember that." Said Kuwabara with a nod.

"That's impossible." Said Koenma, "The orb was recovered and has been sitting in the vaults for quite sometime. In fact," Koenma's eyes rolled skyward as he tried to recall. "It was brought back the last time that Gladumus had pulled this little stunt."

"Are you certain?" Inquired Kurama just a little surprised by what he had just heard Koenma say.

"Positive." The pint-sized prince reassured.

"So that's another thing that creep lied about." Yusuke commented. "I wonder if his name is even what he said it is."

"That doesn't make any sense." Said Kurama. "Why would Gladumus want to keep Torrin alive if it doesn't benefit him?"

"It's not likely that Gladumus wants him around because his infectious charm." Stated Hiei wryly.

"It really doesn't matter." Said Yusuke. "So the jerk was a habitual liar, he can't help that Gladumus guy, and his machine won't work. We don't have to hear about either of them again case closed we can go home." Said Yusuke in a point blank manner.

"Kurama's right to be wary Yusuke. Something doesn't add up. The four of you should check it out."

Yusuke rolled his eyes in irritation "Okay fine we'll go and find the guy." Said Yusuke his voice awash with distaste, and reluctance.

"Hey Urameshi, at least we'll be able to kill Torrin when we see him again." Kuwabara seemed all too pleased with that fact. In all truth that little tidbit of knowledge put a smile on everyone's face, though some were more noticeable than others.

"So where is Gladumus hiding?" Yusuke asked, before looking over toward Koenma. The toddler prince gave a nervous cough. Then began rifling through some of his papers.

"Geez come on you haven't found him yet. What the hell have you been doing for the past few days?"

"We weren't expecting something like this to happen, Yusuke, at least not so soon." Said Koenma. "And, Gladumus has kept his whereabouts very well hidden. Intelligence has narrowed it down to three locations, but there isn't nearly enough time to search them all." Koenma stated sounding a little worried.

"So what the hell are we supposed to do!" Exclaimed Yusuke.

"We'll just need a to obtain devise that will allow us to find Torrin." Said Kurama insightfully. "If we can find him then we may just find Gladumus."

"Even if we don't we can still kill that second rate demon and be done with this. I should be glad to see that troublesome bat lying facedown in a pool of his own blood." Said Hiei.

Kuwabara snapped his fingers in an excited manner. "Hey Urameshi what about those detective thingies!"

"Yeah!" Said Yusuke his face lit up. "The compass! We could use that."

Koenma called the ever effervescent ferry girl, Botan, into his office after, of course assuring the girl that Torrin was nowhere near spirit world. All in all, it was not long before Botan had entered the room carting a large box, she sat it on top of Koenma's desk, opened it, and pulled out the desired object.

"I hope this helps." Said Botan uncertainly handing the compass over to Yusuke.

"Um…Don't we need like some DNA or something?" Kuwabara inquired as he looked at the compass, scratching his head.

"Kurama, he always had his hands on you." Said Yusuke, "Maybe we can find something on you." With a quick examination of Kurama's person, inspired by Yusuke, a specimen was found. A small collection of hairs, that had found a nice home on the boy's shoulder. Kurama could barely hold back the blush spreading over his face. Even now, Torrin was still finding ways to embarrassed him. He would pay.

"Hn. The first good thing that's ever come of that second rate demon's presence." Said Hiei, now that the detectives were ready to make their move.

"Wait." Said Kurama turning to Koenma. "I wondered if maybe Torrin told you about this." Kurama pulled a necklace from his shirt, it had a round medallion hanging from it. "Maybe what it is or what it does?"

Koenma looked at the trinket and shook his head. "Sorry."

"Where'd you get that from?" Yusuke asked looking at the medallion.

Kurama gave a soft knowing smile. "I liberated it from him during our interrogation. Torrin was being a bit too dubious for my liking, evading too many questions, excluding too many details."

"How'd you get it from him. I didn't even see you take it." Kuwabara said looking at the trinket as well.

"One rarely forgets the tricks of his old trade." Said Kurama vaguely.

"It's probably best that you hold on to that Kurama. It may come in handy." Koenma stated before giving the boys a fond farewell and setting them on their way.

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Torrin: (Looking at Kurama)

Kurama: (notices Torrin's staring also notices he's alone with Torrin.)

Torrin: I think my Virgin left us alone for a reason. (smirks and winks) How bout a kiss, Princess?

Kurama: I'd rather not

Torrin: (moves near Kurama) Feisty.

Kurama: Who! Would you mind coming back!

Torrin: Come on Princess.

Kurama (Stands up) Even if I were a female, which I'm not I still doubt I'd kiss you

Torrin: Want to bet Princess (Stands up near Kurama wraps hand around the boys waist then draws him into his embrace. Lips drawing precariously close to Kurama's)

Who: (walks in just in time) Uh… Torrin. What are you doing?

Torrin: (Releases Kurama) Merely displaying affection.

Kurama: (looks perturbed)

Who: (shakes head) Can a girl even leave a room? Alright Torrin that was your last strike.

Torrin: Meaning? (Vanishes in a poof of smoke)

Who: (Smile sweetly) If you care to you can review. I've got to take care of something.