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"WHAT?!?" Kuwabara bellowed, jolting instantly awake. His hair was sticking out in many places and his eyes still had sleep in them. Shizuru took another sip of coffee. "Well, are you going to tell us what happened or not?" she asked Yusuke while glaring at her brother.
Yusuke took a gulp of coffee and set his mouth loose to tell them the whole story about Korio and Jerin and Hiei and Kurama. When he was finished, Shizuru's mug was in the same place it had been before he started the story, halfway between her lips and the table. Kuwabara's mouth hung wide open as if he were an oversized frog who was waiting for an insect to fly in.
"Um, hello?" Yusuke said, waving a hand in front of Kuwabara's wide, unblinking eyes. The orange-haired boy remained that way. Shizuru finally set her cup down. "Where are you guys meeting again?" she asked. "Korio said he would send Jerin to pick us up at noon in the park," Yusuke answered. He looked at his watch. "We have three hours to get there."
Shizuru slapped her motionless brother upside the head. "Ow! What'd you do that for, sis?!?" Kuwabara wailed. "Didn't you hear him? You've got three hours before you gotta go save your friends so you'd better go get dressed," his sister shot back, and raised her hand again in warning. Kuwabara yelped and shot into his bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him.
"That boy..." Shizuru muttered. She turned back to Yusuke. "Did you ever think that this might be a trap?" she asked. Yusuke nodded. "Yeah, I thought about that last night. But if it was, why didn't they just capture me yesterday? They sure could've. And what if they are telling the truth and we sat around and did nothing?" Shizuru nodded. "You're right. Just be careful, kid. Get your demon friends back all in one piece, and you and my brother better make it back, too. Or else I'll kill you personally." She gave Yusuke a phony death glare, and he laughed. "And if you need anything, you know where to call," she ended.
About an hour later, both Kuwabara and Yusuke were sitting under the tree in the park, thinking of who else they could possibly get to help them. "Well, Pacifier Breath's out, and Botan, 'cause whatever she knows gets blabbered," Yusuke said, ticking the names off on his fingers. "How about Keiko and...Yukina," Kuwabara said, drawing out the koorime's name and getting starry-eyed. Yusuke punched him lightly, and he snapped out of it. "I can't pull Keiko into this," the Detective said, "and Yukina, well..."
He imagined finding Hiei, and then Hiei seeing his secret sister with the group. Boy, would he be mad if Yukina got pushed into harm's way. Even if nothing at all happened to her, Hiei would still be fuming at the Detective and the ugly fool (aka Kuwabara) for taking the risk.
"...I don't think you wanna get her involved," Yusuke completed. Kuwabara's face fell, but he agreed. "That's about it," Yusuke said grumpily. Suddenly Kuwabara's face lit up. "Hey! How 'bout those guys from the Dark Tournament? You know, the ice guy, and the crazy dude with the wind, and the one who got his face turned into pudding by Genkai, and the big clumsy guy, and that little yo-yo kid, and..." He trailed off, unable to think of any more people and frustrated with himself because he couldn't remember their names. Yusuke got the point. "You mean Touya, Jin, Sazuka, Chu, and Rinku." Kuwabara smiled. "Yeah! Those are the ones!"
Yusuke shook his head. "It's a good idea, but how the heck are we gonna get in contact with 'em?" Kuwabara kept grinning, but then his head drooped little by little as the message slowly tranferred from his ears to his brain. Then he brightened again. "I know! We could just ask Koenma-" "No, dumb-head!" Yusuke shouted, pounding Kuwabara's skull with his fist. "We CAN'T talk to Binky Boy because he CAN'T know what we're up to!" "Well, what about Botan-"
"WE CAN'T TELL MISS GRIM REAPER BECAUSE SHE'LL TELL PACIFIER BREATH EVERYTHING SHE KNOWS!" Yusuke screamed, causing many passer-bys to either stare or run in the other direction. "WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL?!?"