Chapter eight: Back to Tokyo we go!

"Greetings golfers." Came the infamous voice of the announcer, "Congrats."

Youko jumped to his feet looking frantically around the shadowy submarine,

"Come out you coward!" he shouted, clenching his hands into fists.

"Oh, hush, Youko-kun. I'm right here." Came a clear feminine voice from behind the fox. He whirled around, finding only a shadow cluttered corner.

"Where's here?" he asked dumbly. From where he sat on the floor, Hiei sighed roughly, and covered his ears.

"Where I am." The voice answered matter-of-factly. Youko also sighed,

"And where are you?"

"Here!" at this word, out of the shadows (quite literally) leapt a girl. She was tall and had dark brown hair falling down her back in a loose ponytail. Her attire consisted of worn out jeans, and a baggy black T-shirt that had a green dragon splashed across the front. She pushed glasses farther up on her nose as she approached the remaining three.

"Greetings, mina-san." She said perkily. "Have a good game?"

"Hardly." Hiei said coldly. The girl shrugged.

"Oh well. It made for a good fic." she said, "Well then. Introductions."

She clapped her hands, and instantly blue light flooded the aquatic transport machine.

"I trust you already know who I am." She said, taking a seat on a couch in blue that complimented the light.

"Yes, in fact." Kurama said, getting to his feet and dusting himself off, "You would be the authoress."

"Correct!" she said, "My name is Lenni. And as you already know, this is Shmitty McBoffikins," she gestured to the pink bunny. "And, I am escorting you all back to Tokyo."

"But what about the rest of the game!" Youko protested in a whiney voice.

"No worries, Youko-kun." Lenni said happily, "I have replacements to finish the game for you. The other people won't know the difference."

"Oh? And who are they?" Kurama asked.

"Introducing…Larry, Mo and Curly!" Lenni said, clapping her hands again, "The three stooges." At the sound, three people appeared from a side door. One was tall and had a mess of frizzed hair. One was completely bald and somewhat pudgy. And the last was shorter than the other two, and had straight dark hair.

The bald one laughed spontaneously, and got whacked on his bald head for no apparent reason. Then stumbled backwards into the tall frizzy-haired person, causinghim to topple over into a large stack of boxes labeled 'marbles'. The boxes broke, and thousands of little glass marbles spilled all over the floor. Then the three of them proceeded to slide across the floor on the marbles and crash into the opposite wall.

Lenni sighed, slowly running her hand down her face.

"Will you drop the comical antics already? I have a fic to compose here!"

At her words, the three stooges fell silent.

"Right then," the authoress said, getting to her feet and slamming her fist into a large blinking blue button on the wall. "Off you go. Have fun golfing."

The three stooges were instantly gone in a puff of thick green smoke. Off to golf in place of the remaining three Tantei.

Lenni smiled.

"Now as for you three," she began, clasping her hands behind her back, "You will be arriving in Tokyo in approximately…three…two…one…"

A tall glass dome materialized around each of the three demons, sealed airtight. On the bottoms of each were several small rockets.

"Have a nice flight, mina-san!" Lenni said, and waved. Then all that the three demons could see was a blur of blue, green and black. Then the little pods cleared the surface of the water and were flung onto solid land. Namely the docks at the edge of the city. Upon making contact with the ground, the glass pods shattered and dematerialized, leaving the demons unharmed.

When Kurama opened his eyes, Youko had already disappeared into the back of his head. To play more golf…and watch the Amanda Show. He sighed, heaving himself onto his hands and knees. He glanced to the side to see Hiei sitting up and rubbing his head.

The sun was beginning to sink low in the sky, and everyone who was sane were making their way back to their houses for dinner. The evening air was cool.

"Kurama." Hiei said looking up.

"Hm?"

"Next time you, or anyone else suggests another trip like this, remind me to kill them."

"Sure." Kurama nodded, "My pleasure."

And thus, the crazy golfing outing came to a close. Kuwabara and Yusuke were released from the hospital several months later (no thanks to a certain fire user…), and made an annoyingly speedy recovery. As did the cast of Mario Golf, who had to recover quickly so they could go back to entertaining random gamers who have nothing better to do. And all was well. That is…until Lenni had her next crazy idea for a fic…

THE END!

A/n: Thank you everyone! Another check in the completed fic coloumn for me! I'd like to thank everyone for the reviews, and the ideas and blah blah blah, all that good stuff in the 'thankyous' part of a fic. Happy reviewing!