FW: Ok, so I return once again….

Kuwabara: (looking around) Where is everyone?

FW: Still in the Makai. Don't know if they're hiding from you or me anymore. (sigh) Oh well, only means it's safer to continue my madness now!

Kuwabara: It's a lot easier to deal with you when they're here….

FW: Too bad for you! Thank you to all my reviewers! I've only gotten one flame so far! Which is WICKED COOL! (skipping around all happy) Oh right! I have to write this chapter! Heh heh, no one wants to see me become a bunny, but that WOULD be an interesting story and-

Readers: GET ON WITH IT!

FW: …….

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, and clearing up for last chapter, I don't own Mickey Mouse.

START

The five failed detectives stood in front of Koenma's desk, looking sheepishly at his younger form.

The boss didn't need to ask. "You somehow managed to mess this up, didn't you."

"I so sorry Koenma sir."

"You should be!" The only person smaller than Hiei exploded. "The first competition is this Friday! If you're going to face Oiretsym and its strange instructor, your band has to come in the top three to move on! And if you're not part of the band during the first show, there's no way you'll be able to get in afterward!"

Kurama started at this news. "But it's Monday! That only leaves us four days!"

"Why didn't you tell us this sooner?" Yusuke demanded, having been denied important information, yet again.

"I didn't think you'd get yourselves thrown out this quickly!" The toddler answered, rubbing his temples in annoyance. "You need to find a way to fix this, or the whole world could be in serious danger!"

"We KNOW that," Hiei grumbled. "What we DON'T know, is how to make that pathetic excuse for a teacher take us back in."

"Well find a way! I'm not going to baby-sit you!" The irony of Koenma's words were caught by the annoyed teens and demons.

"Get out and figure what you're going to do!"

For the second time in two days, the five found themselves kicked out of a room that they needed to be in. Like before, they had no idea what to do next.

"Let's see if we can sort things out with Mr. Nesul," Botan suggested, "maybe he's willing to hear us out."

Without anything better to do, they all quickly agreed.

There was, as usual, a setback. It was only 12:50, meaning school was still in session, and they'd have a hard time getting in the school and explaining themselves to a teacher alone. They did have one advantage though: they were technically students, which meant so long as they were careful about reasons, they could wander the halls without getting arrested.

Avoiding any and everyone, they entered the school, silent and swift shadows on the way to the band room.

"Can't believe I'm actually breaking INTO school," Yusuke muttered, but a jab in the ribs from Kuwabara effectively shut him up.

They never got to the band room. From the shadows, a figure dressed in black leaped out, grabbing a shocked Kurama. Retreating back to the darkness the person came from, holding Kurama tightly, a hand across his mouth to prevent any noise.

The other four came to his aid at once. The fox could easily handle almost any attack on his own, especially one from a human teenager, but using his demonic powers would be more than a little suspicious, and they all knew he wouldn't risk it. So it was up to them to save him.

Stumbling slightly with the struggling redhead, his capture pulled him through a doorway, shutting the door softly. Any sound of protest Kurama had been making was immediately silenced, and his friends glanced at each other, fearing the worst.

Without waiting for a better plan, Yusuke began charging his spirit gun, leaning with his back against the door. "One shot," he whispered, telling his comrades what he intended.

"Don't miss," Hiei warned, letting the detective get a glimpse of his sword, a promise of death should he hit Kurama by mistake.

Nodding his understanding, Yusuke rammed the door with his shoulder, forcing it open. The four piled in, prepared to fight to the death.

They weren't prepared for this though.

The first thing everyone noticed, was Kurama was perfectly fine, quiet only because of the momentary surprise.

The next thing they noticed, was their section leaders, Flactem, the trumpet; Tsoy, the saxophone; Mia, the percussion; Joane, the flute; and the sousaphone leader, who had yet to be named.

What Kurama had noticed last, was his kidnapper, Tac, dressed all in black, her hair pulled up, standing in the corner laughing to herself.

"What's going on here?" Kuwabara asked, confused like everyone else.

"Figured you guys needed a little tutoring," Mia answered, flicking her hair back, grinning at them.

"Tsoy told us what happened," the sousaphone player clarified. "So we've decided to give you a second chance, show you how to play, and maybe even hold the instrument up." Hiei glanced away.

"Ok, so you're all section leaders, right?" Yusuke asked, trying to make sense of this.

"No, I assure you, Tac is NOT a section leader," the demon turned human puzzled.

"She overheard, and fit herself into this alone," Flactem sighed. "Didn't really want her to, but she recognized you, at least, so that's worth something," he added, smiling at Kurama. He next turned to the girl in question. "Finally did something useful, huh?" He teased.

Tac nodded. "Always wanted to do that, leap out of the shadows and drag someone away," she looked up, starry eyed. "My life is complete."

Sweatdrops all around at that comment!

"You're all willing to waste your time teaching us, who you haven't even known for a day?" Hiei asked, not understanding.

Tsoy nodded. "Of course. That's the thing about this band. We all look out for each other."

Hiei blinked, surprised. Maybe there was something to this band after all….

So it went. For the rest of the school day, they were taught by their respective leaders. Tac left to rejoin her economics class only when Flactem, her section leader, ordered her to. The seniors had this block off, and the new students just plain didn't care about "normal" classes.

With their secret of not being able to play out, they were taught the basics, and all but Kuwabara learned quickly. Botan, having been experienced, practiced more advanced music with Joane, and though neither would admit it, they were obviously competing. It was hard to tell who was better.

Being a natural at almost everything that came his way, Kurama was flying through beginning exercises. He'd learned the first five notes, an accomplishment for so little time.

The sousaphone leader, now identified as Racly, was teaching Hiei how to properly hold the sousaphone, balancing the weight and subtly holding it up with his left hand, a trick the demon had overlooked. Standing with the giant object was still a difficult task, but he was now able to do it. Smirking, Hiei found himself feeling a sense of pride, which shocked him, seeing how he'd originally thought band would be a nuisance and nothing more. They had yet to play a note.

Yusuke was a natural at hitting things, and Mia had to yell at him for hitting too hard a number of times. "You break it you buy it!" She screeched, voice hitting an unnaturally high pitch.

Yusuke used to drumstick to clean out his ear, "Scream a little louder why don't you?" He yelled back, irritated.

She ripped the stick out of his hand, "You do NOT disrespect the band!"

"You do NOT tell me what to do!"

And so, Yusuke learned NOTHING.

But no matter how bad Yusuke was, he beat his best friend tenfold. Which was even more pathetic, because Kuwabara was actually trying. "Now put your fingers here…" Tsoy said, keeping his calm by taking deep breathes. Often.

"Here?"

"No."

"So long as those fingers don't end up in his nose," Yusuke said, breaking his feud with Mia.

"Come on Urameshi! I don't pick my nose!"

"You did once."

"Nu-uh! I was scratching it!"

"You had an itch in your nose?"

"SHUT UP!" Flactem yelled, sweat rolling down his plump face. Once the room was silent, he continued. "Good, now if you remember, we're here to practice. Our competition is on Friday. If you aren't decent by then, you're out," he looked at his audience. "And so far, most of you sound like my grandma having "fun" with grandpa."

"Flactem, was that necessary?" Kurama asked, face as red as his hair.

He overweight senior laughed. "Of course it was! You all need to know what Grammy does in her free time!"

Raising eyebrows, they all went back to work.

In a classroom on the other side of the hall….

"TAC! GIVE BACK THE ERASERS!"

END CHAPTER 7

FW: Ok, confession to make: the section leaders, I'm basing them on real people. So, if you're reading this, and you randomly say to yourself, "Wow! That guy acts a lot like me! And that guy's name backwards is this guy's name! And," you get the idea. And if you figure out who I am… uh… heh heh….

Sola: (comes by and gives FW a stapler, then leaves)

FW: OO That was… unexpected….

All the Yu Yu gang who was hiding out in the Makai: (come back)

Kuwabara: Urameshi! Hey, why'd you come back?

Yusuke: Botan threatened to sing if we didn't.

Botan: I didn't threaten! I only said we should sing a song!

Hiei: When you're involved, it's the same thing.

FW: Time to wrap this up. I've got some ideas for the section leaders, but one of them is going to do… "something". I need you guys to tell me your favorite in a review, if you do review, no one's begging…. And should you flame, great! I'll take it in stride!