Catse: Hey Guys! So sorry this is late! I had some trouble. Friday my parents took us on a night on the town, and today I was stuck at my mother's office helping out whereever I could from seven in the morning til seven tonight. I'm sooooooo sleeeeeeppppppppyyyyyyy!! Oh well, here's the update like I promised. I hope you all like it! So now on with the story!!

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Kenya sighed. He wasn't sure what he and his team were about to do was completely right. After all, it meant breaking Spirit World's rules, not to mention possibly denominating them for the Spirit Detective title all together.

Plus, his father he knew would be outraged, that his son, the leader, had led his team into misconduct. But in his heart…no…in his soul, he knew he had to do this. He knew that he had to go and retrieve his cousin Tsuki, and the children. He knew that he, and his team had to beat the tyrant that had both the Living world and Spirit World nervous. He knew…that this was his fate, and his chance to become a legend like he had always dreamed of. This was his chance, to prove himself, and his team to those that thought they were too young and too ill trained to do what they needed to.

He and Seika sat quietly in their room after bedtime, each completely packed and clothed under their blankets, so that no one would notice that they were ready to leave for anything. When they were sure everyone in the house was quietly asleep, they slipped out of their beds, Niko on Seika's shoulder, and unto the window sill, were they stopped a moment to check the street and yard around for anything that might point them out.

It was then Seika mentioned something that had been bugging him.

"Hey Kenya. You really don't remember anything about the mission right?"

"Nope. Why?"

"Well, I was going to ask you're opinion on something I noticed. But considering you didn't witness anything, you might not know what I'm talking about."

"Well, since we're waiting, you might as well voice it and get it out of the way." Kenya acknowledged, shifting the swords on his back so they sat comfortably. He was certain that both his, and his father's swords would come in handy at some point, so he wanted to be sure he had both with him.

"Well, you know how we told you Satou went in with us right?"

"Yeah." Kenya nodded, urging his friend to continue.

"Lord Rioko had mentioned something about there being two little ones, and now there was only one, which is most likely his hint at the time Tsuki had been abducted. I was thinking…That would have to be rather early into our mission right?"

"Well yeah. We had only been in for about ten minutes or so from what I've been told." Kenya agreed, balancing on his haunches so as to keep from slipping on the ceiling tiles.

"Well, then that means that Satou must have run in only a bare few minutes before Tsuki was taken. We must have left Hiei in search of her only a minute or so before the attack, yet we never heard it. Surely there must have been a quiet a bit of loud fighting a clashing weapons."

"What's your point? So she was lucky."

"No. I've been around you're family for…what…three weeks, give or take a few days."

"Yeah, just about."

"I know both you and your sister very well, but there was something about Satou's attitude in that forest that struck me as unusual. Remember when her teacher told you she had beaten an older kid because he was picking on Tsuki?"

"Yeah."

She had been brave, and fought him off like nothing. Several times, she was eagor for a fight, not huddled in a ball scared like when the demons had surrounded her in Lord Rioko's forest. She'd most likely take the courage she got from her parents and use it to her whim. After all, no one in your family is a coward, so why would she just fall over frightened at a little glimpse of something spooky."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that something must have happened to Satou after she entered the forest. I mean, I doubt it was something Rioko did to her. Otherwise she wouldn't have saved us and she'd be with Rioko right now."

"You do have a point. Hm…" Kenya thought on it a while, and as the night breezed by on slow winds, he had to shrug and sigh. "I'd love to figure that out right now, but unfortunately, we don't have the time. On our way there I'll think on it though. There has to be a reasonable explanation for it."

The two boys nodded to each other, determined to see the night through, and began creeping along the roof top, trying to reach the tree so as to climb down quietly. Sure they had the ability to jump from that height and land, but in doing so might cause to much noise, considering it was now fall and the thick leaves on the ground would make a crunching they were sure Kenya's father would hear. To get to the tree, they had to pass two windows. Yoru's old room window, and Hiei and Suta's room. They had no trouble passing Yoru's old room. She no longer slept in it considering she was with Lord Rioko at the moment. But the parent's room was difficult. Suta could sense energies as strong as theirs, so they would need to concele as much as possible when they were too close, and Hiei could hear every tap of their shoe along the ceiling, making it very difficult to move as fast as they desired.

Coming up to the window, they decided that, to hide any shadows that might bounce in through the open window, they would sneak underneath the sill like cats, hoping they had the same quiet as they did. Slowly, and as quietly as possible, they crawled underneath, using as much patience as they could afford to sneak by. When they got to the other side, they stood still against the wall and listened. Nothing stirred within the room, and at that moment, they were sure they would be okay. They climbed down the tree just as silently as they had crawled under the window sill, and landed softly in the dried leaves on the ground.

Sneakily, leaping over what they could to prevent noise, they snuck down the street and around the fence, running as fast as possible to make it to their meeting location in the secret area of the park, where they had fought with Arune almost a week ago.

The two didn't even realize, that they had been watched the entire time.

A pair of scarlet eyes followed them down the street, a set of fangs protruding over a rare smile.

'I knew they would leave. They are not idiots afterall. Seems the both of them learned more from me than I thought.' Hiei continued to smirk, thinking about when he was younger, and would try to disobey everyone he could in order to establish his rank with those in power. Funny as it was, he wasn't alone in that. Yusuke would do the exact same thing, which was why he was certain his rival's daughter, Katai, would also go missing this night.

"Good luck my son. May you complete the mission well." He whispered, standing up to glance at the milky white moon over head. It was nights such as this that brought the spirit to it's strongest in the soul. In an instant, he was gone from the roof, and running at top speed.

"May you do well, and honor our family."

Katai cringed as the old floor beneath her feet creaked rather too loudly for her liking.

'Goddamned floor! I knew Dad should have replaced it when he had the money two months ago. Oh well, he better not be awake when I walk past that room.'

Katai eyed the hallway between her and the back door. There was only three doors leading down that way, and one of them contained her sleeping parents.

'Dad'll have a fit if he manages to find out what I'm up to. Then again, he might commend me and send me on my way with a fatherly hug….' Katai stopped for a moment to think about that thought. Then she shook her head in agitation. 'Yeah right. Dad…hugs…I most likely be luckier to get a kiss from a frog than a hug from my own father. Bah! I won't think mushy thoughts anymore! They make me weak.'

Another creak escaped the boards and Katai swore under her breath. This time, she could here a rumbling from within her parents room, and in a moment of panic, ran for the door and nearly hit herself on the wind chime that fluttered towards her face as she jumped the fence and disappeared.

Yusuke and Keiko stepped out of the room, both still fully clothed. Yusuke had a huge grin on his face. Keiko looked a little displeased.

"I can't believe we're letting our only daughter run into the hands of a powerful demon." She replied, distaste on her lips as she shook her head gently. "Seriously Yusuke, you must have rubbed off on me. Were I fifteen years younger, I would have taped her to a couch and forced her to watch films on the disobediant child and their punishment." Keiko acknowledged, earning a large grin from Yusuke.

"Yeah, I know. But it works so well for you now!"

Keiko smacked his arm playfully, folding her own together across her chest as she glared at the open door.

"Well in any case, you are right about letting her leave, no matter the fact I want her to stay here and become a college graduate. But, I guess when there's a call too strong for the young, nothing you can do can stop them from finding themselves."

Yusuke nodded and wrapped his arms around his wife, hugging her in a tight embrace. "Don't worry Keiko! She'll be fine! She kicks ass better than I do and her snide remarks are almost just as perfect as mine. She'll survive, even if she has to kick herself back to life."

Keiko hugged her husband and smiled, a tear running down her cheek.

"I remember when you were a detective. I was worried for you every time you left, and after we married and you claimed the rights to your father's land in demon world I thought I would never have to feel it again. I guess I was wrong. Oh well, like father like daughter I guess."

"Yeah…but…still…"

Yusuke glanced down at Keiko, his eyes laughing in mischeif. "She could use a brother you know. Just a thought."

Keiko and smiled and latched his hand. "Yeah, right." And they disappeared into the bedroom once more.

Kurama smiled wistfully as he watched, from his bedroom window, the knowledge his son possessed. Haku had leapt clear from his bedroom window onto a tall oak outside the apartment, and sending his spirit energy through the tree to the ground, had grown a large leafy vine that reached up towards him and created a platform to carry him to the bottom.

His eight year old son stepped over, and was on the ground in a matter of seconds, glancing around confidently as he made his way down the sidewalk.

Kurama watched him get to the end of the parking lot, before his son turned around and glanced at him with pure blue eyes. Then with a pale smile, and a wave, his son walked away and disappeared down the street, walking in the direction of the park.

Kurama smiled back. His son knew him too well.

Haku knew Kurama had been watching him, which was why he didn't take as much care as he usually did in escaping the home.

Of course, unlike the other parents, Kurama had nothing to worry about. His son had been a genius since he was only a few months old. Haku had learned to spell and write and read before he was one; solve mathematical equations and practice science experiments before he was three. At four he journeyed to school like the usual, yet managed to speed through all fourteen of his grades in a matter of three years, needing actual highschool teachers to teach him at six what he already knew. At seven, he went to Harvard, the school already prepared to accept the son of their two best students, Shuichi Minamino and Jennifer Green.

All through is three years of highschool, Haku had been taunted and teased and tortured. Funny how all of the worst things began with T's. Terrible, trechory, traitor, terror, tyrant. Haku had learned those words well. No one wanted to be the friend of someone that they couldn't understand, and considering Haku didn't have the brawn, nor the ability to send his spirit energy at those he hated because of rules his father had given him, he had had a terrible life style. Of course, to make up for that, Kurama had spent as much time as he could with his son, achieving a bond with him that most father's rarely had with their kids. Both he and his son could talk on the same level, and understand everything the other said. There was no need for teaching the other something about the world of the day. They both knew. Talking with Kurama's son was more like talking with an old buddy at Harvard than with a pert eight year old. Kurama sighed as he felt his wife twine her arms around his abdomen. His son would do well, he knew that. Every father knew that of their child. But a rare few had a son they could call a college graduate at the age of eight.

Besides, Haku had a secret weapon that not even his son was aware of. Haku…had something he had never had before.

Friends.

"So, he's already gone eh?" Jennifer inquired, leaning her head on Kurama's shoulder blade.

Kurama nodded, a smile gracing his lips. "Yes. He is. I suppose we should expect a finished case in the morning."

Jeniffer chuckled softly, still holding her husband. "Does Koenma know?"

"Of course he does. He knew the moment he gave his father's order to the children to stop them from fighting."

"Which reminds me…Why do you think Lord Enma wanted to prevent those four from leaving. I have an idea, but I want to hear your views on it."

Kurama chuckled back, turning around to face his wife.

"I believe that, not even Lord Enma can fully comprehend the power those four have as a team. He's afraid that if he let's them complete this case, they will no doubt become too confident and some how manage to destroy the order in the world in search of a way to use their power to the maximum. Lord Enma is a rather wise Lord, and even though he doesn't know as much as he should of the human ability, he does know what could be a threat to the world and what can't. In his way of thinking, our kids are so well trained, that if one were to go astray, especially at this youthful age, they might end up destroying the world."

"That's what I thought. He wants to wait a little longer, until their older and better prepared to contain their emotions." Jennifer chuckled, smiling into her husbands chest. "They don't know Haku well."

"They don't know any of the New Detectives well my dear." Kurama replied, lifting his wife's chin up so he could look into her eyes.

"No indeed." Jennifer replied with a chuckle, as the autumn wind caught the leaves and spread them across the garden flowers, covering one very tall Japanese tulip in their large orange expanses. The flower bent over gently, and with the next wind, the leaf was gone, and the purple tulip stood tall and powerful once more, small but sturdy to the stubborn wintery wind.

"Okay, so, are we all here?" Katai wondered out loud, glancing around at her three friends. They had chosen to meet in the place where Arune had first shown up, considering it was very well hidden from view.

"Nope. My soul still hasn't arrived yet." Seika chuckled, walking around with his arms extended before him, like he was a zombie, mumbling something about wanting his spirit back and eating them all if he didn't have it before sunrise.

"Knock it off Seika!" Katai shouted, giggling as a curious Niko looked on from the tree above them, licking his paws in a feined interest.

Seika's reply to this was to start following her around, his hands reaching for her like he wanted to touch something other than her shoulders.

"Seika!" Katai shouted, swatting his hands away. "Get serious will yah!"

"Can't…must…have…soul…girl…like soul…" He replied, doing his best not to giggle.

Then, when another cold wind swept by them, they stopped and sighed, becoming serious once more. Kenya's smile faded just as Katai and Seika's did, and they crouched down to discuss the rest of their plan in private.

"I gather our best way of getting to demon world would be to go through a portal." Kenya started it off, looking at his companions. "And although I have a lot of demon blood, I've never been there in my life."

"I too, have no idea how to reach demon world. It is not something I believed I would ever need."

"So how do we get there?" Seika inquired as Niko jumped into to land on his shoulder. The boy petted his creature, and then returned his attention to the group.

"I know a way." Katai murmured catching everyone's attention. "Dad taught me how to get to demon world. After all, our family own's a third of the land there. He told me to only use it when I needed it though, because demons would be able to sense were I came out of. But, considering that we're a team on a mission, I think this is the only way we have of getting there."

"Alright, cool." Seika nodded, and the four stood. "I gather we should get going right?"

"Yes, but before we do, let's make sure we have everything." Kenya replied, glancing around.

It seemed they were prepared. Katai's gloves were draped over her belt, the blades sheathed in many wire covers that kept her from slicing into herself. She patted a large dagger on the other side of her belt, she insisted was for times of emergency.

Seika held up the Lightning staff in his hand, along with the Wind Dagger that he kept in one of the boots Kuwabara had given him a while back, as a gift for completely his training with him.

Haku nodded confidently, an old rose strapped in his pants pocket, and a bag of seeds hanging from a necklace.

Kenya nodded, looking behind him to ensure he was prepared. Both of the Flaming Swords were strapped in a heavy burlap cloth to keep them from cutting into his back during a fight, and his Twin Dragon swords were pinned to his side. He figured he would use them for the normal demons, and save the power of the Flaming Swords for the real fight. The fight between his team, and Lord Rioko.

"Okay then! Let's get going!" Katai announced, putting her hands together in a sort of ninja like hand sign, as a small black dot grew into a portal before them.

With one last sigh, and a look at the old home they hoped they would return to, the group entered the barrier and were gone.

Hiei appeared just moments after the barrier disappeared as smiled.

The team was resourceful, he had to give them that.

And he figured he would have to take Kurama's advise and let the children fight their own battle. After all, they need to try out their new techniques. He smiled as he reviewed what the children now new.

During the time Kenya had been unconscious, his teammates had spent their times strengthening themselves.

Seika had been practicing with his abilities, and of morphing as close as he could to Shadow that he could, to achieve as much power as he could. Which was the reason behind the mind battle he had held with Kuwabara. To determine how much of him could merge with Shadow before becoming to trapped within his soul. He had also mastered his fear of snakes, taking on the demon Miroki to prove that fact. The large serpant never knew what hit him when he again went flailing into the lake of Genkai's forest of pain and suffering.

Haku had begun practicing on something Hiei hadn't been able to see. He only knew, that when the boy returned, he was twice more filled with spirit energy than he had before. Hiei was convinced that perhaps Haku had spent his time working with the fox demon blood within him, molding it into an shape he could control.

Now Katai…he knew exactly what her training had been. And it was something that Yusuke had been intending to do for a while. Of course, because of the level of pain it inflicted, he had wanted to wait until his only child was older and far better aquainted with the suffering and the bone shattering destruction her body would have to endure. But, considering that all four of the original team knew their children would leave for the mission, no matter Lord Enma's orders, they had decided to prepare their children as best as possible.

Therefore, Yusuke had tried, and successfully passed on the Spirit Wave technique to his daughter, Katai.

Hiei sighed. He hadn't been able to finish the training he had wanted to with his son, but somehow, he knew, deep within his mind, that his son had increased far more than any of his teammates had, merely by resting. Hiei remembered his son's growing up from the very first few days. Kenya had started training when he was three. Of course, Kenya didn't think it was that early, but Hiei knew. He had been there at his son's first steps, and at his first few swipes with a dagger. He had seen his son grow and transform through the years, from a curious and easily naïve young boy, into a wise and very skilled kid.

Hiei also remembered Kenya's first bully. The kid was three times the size of Kenya when his son was five, and Kenya, no matter how hard he tried, could not find the courage or the stamina to stand up to the high school kid.

When he came home crying one afternoon from a black eye, Hiei had played the fatherly trump card of tough love, and told his son that if he wanted to win the fight, he would have to stop depending on the world to save him, and save himself.

That had awakened something in the boy Hiei had not even realized was there.

Kenya took up training. Long hours each day, and morning practice, and afternoon practice. He trained before school, in gym, after school, and sometimes in his sleep, although Kenya didn't know about that fact. Yeah, sure his son had knocked over a good many pots and nearly stabbed the family cat when he was younger, being bleary eyed in sleep walking after his imaginary enemy, but Hiei would have rathered him be deadly in sleep then be able to sit still and snooze for longer than ten minutes in a comfortable position. Sure it wasn't the best to let a seven year old boy at that time wander the house with a blade in his hand, but he wasn't going to be able to control himself if Hiei held him back. So he let his son wander around and gain a sense of recognition in sleep, being able to identify and enemy from a pet in his sleep without realizing it.

Hiei also noticed Kenya's knack for weapon mastery. It was, what Hiei figured, to be a strange attribute. After all, as a boy, he himself, had had difficulty learning to use a sword. He hadn't had a talent for it. For his sword tactics, he had to work hard, and learn quick to survive. Kenya was different. He had a knack…so good a talent Hiei just knew he must have gotten it from his mother's side of the family.

But back to the original idea. Kenya had mastered his techniques at an early age and beaten his bully…not to mention the ten some friends the bully had that were even meaner than he was, and the sensei down the street that had picking on him ever since he found out his mother owned the ever famed "Flaming Swords Dojo". Oh, that was priceless. Anyway, Hiei knew that Kenya had gained more power from his sleep than anything else, because it had been the first time since he had gotten the ambition to train that he actually got more than seven hours of sleep. Not to mention the fact that even in his sleep, he was fighting his night mares, constantly attacking that same spider over and over again as he fought to keep from getting bitten over and over again.

Hiei was certain that the spider had left more than just excellent eye sight in his son's hands, and he was determined to find out just how much. Of course, he would have to wait. It would be no good if the children spotted him spying on them during the mission.

Hiei shrugged and walked away from the park, heading towards home.

After all, when he was there age, B-Class demons were a gamble at his life. He could never even attempt to fight one, much less live another day, and he found fighting the C-classes rather difficult without enough time to master his own abilities just yet.

And here his son was, twelve years old and fighting an S-class demon with a team that was no older than thirteen and no younger than eight!

Hiei snickered, coming close to his home. Lord Rioko was going to have to fight for his life if he hoped to take over the world while the new Detectives were on his tail. Litteraly.

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Catse: So, what did you think? Quiet a bit on the past right? Yeah, I wanted to give you guys a feel for the way the characters are, although you already know how they would react to any situtation. I thougth it would be cute though that all of the parents already know what's going on, and are not at all new to this. After all, they themselves did stuff like this two...only not as young as their children are. Anyways, reviews are well appreciated and I thank all who have reviewed me already! I can't believe I'm already over a hundred! I'm so happy!!! This is the first and only story I've gotten that many on, and I hope it continues. Oh, and about Dance of Swords 3, for those that got confused, I will not start uploading it until this story is complete. When Dance of Swords 2 is finished, I will begin the story for three, and at the same time, my other story Blood Red Sign considering it is almost finished. Oh well, I have to go now! Please review and Ja Ne until next time!