Catse: Yays! Next chappie! Sorry it took so long. It's the end of my spring break and everyone in the world suddenly showed up on my doorstep on Friday asking me what I was going to do on the weekend. This is the only time I've gotten all week to update! Oh well, with that said, here's the update. The story is beginning to close up, and if you find any mistakes, please let me know! I'll repair them instantly. Which reminds me...I still haven't fixed my little Haku eye color confusion problem. Oh well...For now he has three different eye colors: green,blue, and silver. Okay well,enjoy the chapter! And I predict that from here there is probably only going to be two or three chapters left to this story beforeI start on the third! Yays! Okay, I'll shut up now.


Disclaimer: On chappie four of course : )


Kenya wiped a bit of sweat from his forehead, trying to figure out a way that he could beat Lord Rioko.

He hadn't expected Lord Rioko to be so good a swordsman!

Hell, he had been fighting with his twin blades for a good ten minutes or so now, and Lord Rioko had blocked every jab or slice he had attempted, and he had managed to somehow block every swipe or attack from the giant scalpul in Lord Rioko's hands. They were evenly matched in everything except endurance, for he seemed as cool and calm as ever, and Kenya was becoming blind with all of the sweat he was emitting.

'Damn it! Where is his weak point!' He thought angrily to himself, never allowing his eyes to leave Lord Rioko's.

Lord Rioko's scalpul had a few streaks of blood down its side, and Kenya suspected that it had to be his, but he didn't dare take a moment to look for the wound lest Rioko decide that that was the time to attack.

A rustling down the hall caught Kenya's attention, and he stole a quick glance just as Lord Rioko leapt at him and attacked.

'Seika…Arune…Tsuki…What are they doing here? And who is the Yoko with them?'

Kenya had a suspicion to who the Yoko was, but he kept to himself, as he blocked the scythe with both of his swords and swiped back.

Lord Rioko blocked him, his blonde curls dancing along in the wind and catching Kenya off guard for a moment. Rioko took that moment to swipe at him again, just barely snipping at his chest as Kenya flipped backwards near his friends.

"Are the children safe?" He inquired with a rasp, and his friends nodded.

"Yes. Katai teleported them to Spirit World a few minutes ago." Seika answered, Tsuki holding onto his pants tightly.

Kenya noticed her and nudged his chin in her direction. "Then what is she doing here?"

"She somehow managed to hide when Katai took the children. She only came out when Katai was gone." Arune answered this time, a little bloody, but none the less safe.

"Good. Keep her protected and get out of this chamber. This is not a place for you to be." Kenya leapt up and stop an assault of flying daggers with his swords, causing them to fly all directions but to his friends.

Seika growled. "We're not leaving! We want to help you fight Kenya!"

"You can't help." Kenya replied quietly, landing as he pulled a runaway dagger from his shoulder with a groan. "All of you are bloody, without Spirit Energy to lend, and Tsuki needs protection. Get out of here."

"But Kenya!"

"He's right." Haku interrupted Seika, placing a cream white hand on his shoulder. "Inside we only stand out as Kenya's weakness. Let us go outside and wait. I'm sure he will finish this himself."

Seika growled his frustration, but none the less agreed to the terms and picked up Tsuki, walking out of the room with Haku and Arune on his heels. Outside, Katai caught up to them, and inquired why they weren't inside.

"Kenya wants to fight Lord Rioko on his own." Was Seika's only reply, as Haku took a seat near a window ledge that happened to be nearby, and Arune leaned on the door opposite the one Kenya was behind. Seika sat down near her, and Tsuki sat next to him, still clinging to his pants leg.

Katai prefferred to stand. "What! What idiocy is that? He can't fight Lord Rioko all by himself. We promised we would come here and fight together!"

"And we have." Haku replied instead, looking at her from his window view. "And we've already won."

"But Kenya's inside fighting all by himself against a foe that can increase in numbers if we don't defeat him! This stage of world destruction could come back again if he manages to escape! And what do you mean we've been fighting together? We've all been separate since we got here."

"Yes, but look around you Katai." Haku answered, looking back out the window. "Half of his army has been destroyed, the children are safe, Yoru is put to rest, and Lord Rioko no longer has any other testees. He wants to use Kenya for his test, but Kenya will fight him all the way. So far, it seems we've fought as a rather good team, although separate, working together for one cause."

"What do you mean with Kenya?" Katai inquired, looking confused.

Seika sighed. "In general, Lord Rioko wanted us here in the beginning. He wanted to test on us, but most of all, he wanted Kenya. The rest of us were either bonuses in his plan, or flaws. He couldn't test on those that were entirely demon, so Haku was the flaw, but you had the blood for tests, and I had the soul for investigation. And he had us fight so that if he beat Kenya we would be too weak to defeat him on our own. I think Kenya knew that when he seperated from us in the beginning."

Katai growled, unhappy with that statement. "That only gives us more reason to go in there and fight with him! He needs us dammit!"

"Katai. You don't understand. With us in our conditions, we'd be no more than his weakness. It is better we wait."

"But you have all that power worth using! If we can't help, why don't you!"

"Because," Haku answered, looking out the window once more. "if he is defeated, I am the only one next up. Lord Rioko did not take my transformation into account considering my age, so my abilities might be able to match him, but I must wait for Kenya. This is Kenya's match and intereference only proves how little trust we have that he can finish the job. Besides, help is on the way should real trouble arrise."

"What do you mean by that?" Seika inquried, as Haku stared outside.

"Take a look for yourself." Was his answer.

Seika stood, and walked to the window, same as Arune and Katai, and nearly gasped with excitement when he saw what Haku did.

Yusuke, Kuwabara, Hiei, Kurama, Suki, Suta, Jennifer, and Koenma were all running through the courtyard where Arune and Enura had fought, and were heading for the mansion.

They all seemed prepared for a battle should one arrise, dressed and armed with there weapons as they needed them, and all looked determined to get to the top of the mansion.

"Took 'em long enough." Seika joked, returning to his seat.

"Yes, but I have a feeling it will take them a while to get where we are." Arune announced sadly.

"What do you mean?" Seika inquired, Tsuki crawling into his lap to vent off her own fear with someone warm to hold onto.

"Remember. We only killed off half the army." Was his reply.

Sure enough, before Katai, Arune, and Haku, a multitude of demons that had been in other parts of the mansions lands, joined up before the detectives and assaulted them.

Their reply was to fight and kill off most of them, until a multitude of snakes came out and attacked. The snakes were harder, and there was one to each fighter, including a few before the door, defending it.

"Ug….More of those." Katai growled, swiping some blood that had made a trail from the corner of her mouth to her chin.

"What do you mean, more?" Seika inquired, and he was answered by a hiss, in which told him completely.

"Why snakes…?" he murmured to himself, feeling sick for some reason. "Why oh why did it have to be snakes…?"

Tsuki smiled, her tiny hands clutching closely to his shirt. She understood the danger around her, and the sacrifice she had made by not going with the other children, but for some reason she had a feeling she needed to be here. That she needed to see what was happening around her, to perfect herself. She wasn't sure what made her desire that, but she did. And the only thing that calmed her, was knowing that Seika was there, and he would take care of her. She adored him, loved him as a brother, and hoped to God every day that nothing would happen to him like before. He was her brother, and if it came down to it, she would protect him! She closed her eyes and snuggled closer into his chest, the fight inside the room playing before her eyes, just as it did in Arune's. Both were strong in telepathy, and both could see what was going on inside the room at each moment.

And they were not disappointed.

Kenya, glad that his friends were outside and out of danger, pulled up his swords to defend against yet another swift attack by his opponent.

Lord Rioko still hadn't broken a sweat, and had a viewer just entered in at the last moment, they would have thought that Kenya had just arrived from fighting some else. Lord Rioko had no wounds, no scuffs or scratches to show he had been fighting for a while now, not even a forming bruise from wrong footing or getting knocked to the fine marble. He was perfect…in a disgusting angering way.

"Come now Kenya. Is that the best you can do?" He inquired, his fine lips upturning in a crooked smile.

Kenya spat out a splatter of blood and smiled, showing his opponent still had confidence. "The best? You take me too lightly." Kenya answered, pulling his swords before him.

It was time he became serious, but he was not ready yet to pull out his two Flaming Swords. Afterall, he had yet to fully master the one his grandmother left him, and his father's he wanted as a last resort, because although he had mastered handling it, blades with flames were still not safe in his hands.

Kenya sighed. This was a move that had taken him quite a while to master, and even then he had not the control his father did for it, so he breathed in slowly, and concentrated on his swords. Afterall, there was a reason why they were called the twin dragons.

In a moment, a bit of dark purplish-black flame took to the hilt of the sword and began to slowly grow. After two minutes, with Lord Rioko staring in disbelief, his swords were completely engulfed in the spirit energy he fed them, and he smiled.

"What cute little technique is that?" Lord Rioko inquired, scratching his chin in a sort of weird interest.

Kenya snickered, and drew his blades up so that he could wield them better, and show them to his opponent as well.

"This is the Jaou Ensatsu Kokuryuhaa put to both of my swords. It was my father's favorite and most treasured move, and still is. The Dragon of the Dark Flame." Kenya's smiled glimmered with an evil twinkle as he swiped around a few times with his swords, to ensure the dragon would run away or find a way to escape. He didn't have the mark on his arms like his father did, in order to call forth the dragon. He didn't need them. Instead, he had managed to somehow draw the dragons into the sword tips when he first got them, and from then on the dark image of the dragon had been applied to the hilts, where if he fed them his own demon/spirit energy, the came to life and obeyed him to a certain degree. It was one of his favorite moves, along with changing the climate around him.

"Father performed this blade dragon technique during the tournament. That's where I got it from." Kenya replied at Lord Rioko intrigued look.

"Yes, but how could a boy such as you master a technique of that level." Came the inquiry that followed. Lord Rioko was giving Kenya this time to gain as much strength as he could, because he had already become bored with their straight little brawl, that amounted to nothing on his skin.

Finally, when Kenya was sure his attack was ready, he leapt out and attacked Lord Rioko from the front, striking him several times, the scalpel coming up to stop him when the flames came to close. During the assault, one of Kenya's blades was knocked away and spun behind Lord Rioko coming to a halt as the flames around it disappeared.

When they parted, Lord Rioko smiled bitterly. "You can stop this little charade Kenya. I know what you're up to."

"Do you?" Kenya inquired, wiping another bit of blood from his mouth with the shoulder of his shirt.

"Yes."

"Then what is it?"

Lord Rioko sighed, rubbing a tiny bead of sweat from his forehead that had somehow managed to squeeze from his skin.

"You're stalling for time. You're expecting the other detectives to get here in time, but you don't want to look like a wuss to your friends so you had them stand outside. Is that right?"

Kenya smiled. "I will admit, I was stalling for time, but I don't need to anymore. I already found your weakness."

"Oh? And what is that?" Lord Rioko snickered, pulling his scalpel up to prepare for an assault.

"Behind." Was all that Kenya said, and Lord Rioko stood confused for a moment, until he finally got the real meaning.

He managed to turn and block the dragon coming at him at the last minute, just as it opened it's jaws to bite into him.

It bit his sword and he snickered.

"This is the best you can do?"

Kenya snickered back. "No. The question is, is that the best you can do?"

Lord Rioko face twisted in disbelief, as he felt Kenya's blade dig into his shoulder blade and through his heart.

Instantly, the dragon before him raged foreward and consumed him in flames, just as the one with Kenya leapt forward and consumed him with flames.

"Fool. When I said behind, I meant your behind. Not what was behind you." Kenya snickered, turning to walk away.

A shriveled black hand leapt from the flames and grabbed his ankle as he took the first step, nearly causing him to trip.

"Heh." It rasped, as the dragons devoured him. "Above."

Kenya glanced up, just to find a small bug like contraption spray gas in his face and disappear from his vision.

Kenya tried to kill it as it left, but he found his body incapable of doing so. He was paralyzed.

"Fool. You were caught. Now I've got control." Lord Rioko stood up, dusting off his burnt of clothing, and walked around to face Kenya. To Kenya's surprise, his dark and shriveled skin fell off, leaving Lord Rioko unscathed. Even the sword wound to his heart was healed up without even a scar to show it had ever been there.

"Heh. I've got many layers of skin and a body that heals after every attack. You can't defeat me. But, considering your paralysis is limited, I'm going to have to work fast on you Kenya. You don't mind do you?"

Kenya growled, unable to talk due to his jaw having gone slack.

"That's what I thought. Alright. Lie still so I can make your paralysis…permanent."


Catse: Oh no! Kenya's in trouble, help isn't coming inside, and Lord Rioko has a habit of operating on people he thinks interesting. Uh-oh. Kenya's going to have a fun time getting out of this one, eh? Well, please review on what you think of the writing, and I'll try to get back to you on it! Arigato! Ja Ne for now!