FW: GUESS WHAT!

Hi You've decided you're a horrible writer and you're going to stop.

FW: No… today is April 7th!

Botan: So?

FW: Today… I'VE GOT MY DRIVER'S PERMIT!

All the Yu Yu characters: OO

Kurama: Dear lord…

Koenma: You called?

FW: Right… so after this, I'm going out to terrorize mailboxes!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho

Section leader guide: Tsoy- saxophone; Mia- percussion; Flactem- trumpet; Joane- flute; Rackly- sousaphone

START

"We've got to find them!" Someone yelled.

"Where could she have gone so fast?" Another called back.

"If he's hurt…."

The band room had been filled with noise, not from instruments, but angry and worried voices. Mr. Nesul hadn't tried to stop them, being too shocked himself. To think, one of his own band students, and a section leader at that, would kidnap someone….

Understandably, Kuwabara was a little more than just mad. He was ticked. And when he got ticked, he usually did something stupid.

Then again, since when was he smart when he was happy? Or smart at all? But that's all beside the point….

Fuming, he stomped to the back of the classroom, aiming for what was left of the percussion section. Most of them were just as surprised as their teacher at the lengths their dark haired general was willing to go.

The saxophone freshman reached his goal easily, and grabbed the nearest male percussionist, a bells player. "Where are they," he snarled.

Luckily for him, the sound in the room had reached a new height, so no one could pick apart his threatening voice from anyone else's.

"I don't know!" The scared sophomore in his grasp answered shakily.

When Kuwabara refused to let go, other percussionists hurried over, prying his giant hands off their friend's shirt front. "Tsoy had better be alive and ok!" He yelled, banging his hand on the sheet holding part of a music stand. Instantly, the collapsible part fell backward, and having put all his weight on it, the moron soon followed, tumbling to the floor on top of the metal. "…And I SO meant to do that!"

Yusuke rolled his eyes, having stayed put when his fellow section members rushed to help. He hadn't wanted to hurt his friend…. It finally sunk in there. He and Botan were on opposite sidesof Kurama, Kuwabara, and Hiei. If it came down to it… what would he do? Shaking his head, the teenager just decided the war would be over long before that happened.

Meanwhile, in the janitor's closet….

"The janitor's closet?" Tsoy whispered, unimpressed. He might have said it louder, in hopes of someone hearing him, had his wrists and ankles been tied tightly together, and the gleaming pocket knife in Mia's hand didn't look too friendly.

She narrowed her eyes. "See you come up with something better," she huffed.

Tsoy closed his mouth there. She didn't seem to be in a great mood, and he wasn't willing to make it worse.

His captor, sensing he was done fighting, sat with her back against the wall, knees drawn up to her chest.She didn't like how things had played out.She closed her dark eyes, willing her courage to return to her. Unlike most times, it didn't.

This wasn't the first time something had happened she didn't want to. Not the fist time SHE had done something she didn't want to. The senior concentrated, trying to make sense of herself. No, not herself, she mused. She wouldn't have taken it so far, almost as far as last time, four years ago-

Her train of thought stopped short. She didn't want to remember.

"Mia?" The brass section leader beside her asked. He'd seen herupset expression,and was worried about her. It was just in his personality, to be more caring than most men. "You look pale…."

"Observant. Yeah, you're definitely gay," she joked, but their was no humor in her voice. Nothing but pain of memories that shouldn't have been made.

Mr. Nesul told the office what happened immediately, and though they searched, no trace of the missing teenagers was found. During this time, the band students were increasingly restless, and fearing things may again become violent, Mr. Nesul was forced to have them all dismissed.

Kurama, Kuwabara, and Hiei set off for the fox's house, while Botan and Yusuke both headed to the main detective's. Both groups were going to talk and relax as well as they could, ignoring the fact that non-band students were still trapped in their classes.

Once at the designated house, Botan immediately started talking, which was customary. "This is going to make the mission a lot harder," she grumbled.

"Mission?" Yusuke asked, his mind, as usual, a total blank.

"Yes, the mission!" She said, angry at his short attention span. "We're supposed to be gathering information about that weird band teacher!"

"Mr. Nesul?"

"NO! That other one! The one with theunknown energy, remember?"

That seemed to click, because Yusuke's eyes lit up with recognition. "Oh right! That freaky guy with the stupid energy!"

She rolled his eyes at his choice of words, "That's the one…."

"YUSUKE! DINNER'S READY!" His mom could be heard yelling, syllables slurred from drinking again.

"Be therein a minute!" Her son yelled back. "You'd better go," he said more quietly to his female friend.

She nodded. "I have a date with Joane soon anyway," she said, hopping onto her materialized oar.

Before he could ask, she was out the open window, and his mother was calling up to him again.

"It's getting cold!"

"What is it?"

"Sandwiches!"

Botan flew only a few feet away from his house, before landing and getting rid of the oar. She walked down the street absently. "So now I have to go on a date with Joane Resserd," she muttered, remembering his last name from algebra class. She hadn't realized she was speaking out loud.

"Joane Resserd?" An elderly man who happened to be walking by stopped and asked.

She turned, a little surprised that someone knew his name, "Yes," she stumbled on the words a bit, "I have a date with him tonight."

The old man looked at her blankly. "The only person I ever knew with that name, died four years ago."

At 4:30, Mia untied Tsoy, and opened the janitor's closet. She would have released him much sooner, if there wasn't the chance that someone would walk by and catch her. Now that school was over, things were a lot less dangerous.

"Remember," she turned back with a cold look, "no telling ANYONE what happened here."

"Don't worry," the brass player said. "I'll just say I, forgot to sign out for the bathroom, or something." He flashed a smile her way that she didn't return. They WERE enemies, after all.

Sheturned and made her would be dramatic exit, if she hadn't slipped on some pink ice cream and fallen.

Tsoy ran over to help, grabbing her arm to bring her to her feet. The second he touched her, his skin went cold. He managed to help her up without hesitating, but he knew then that something was wrong.

"Thanks," she muttered unappreciatively, and left without another word.

Botan, after hearing those words, had ran off to the nearest records hall, begging to see Joane Resserd's file, but had been denied. "Please! It's important!" She tried vainly to reason with the man.

"I'm sorry, but those files are classified information."

A womanentered the building then, and quickly struck up a conversation with the unbending man. Sensing her only chance, she quickly reached out and grabbed the key sitting unwisely unguarded on the desk. He didn't notice.

Pretending to be disappointed, Botan headed for the door, before changing her direction and walking innocently to the locked door.

"Just keep talking," she thought to herself as she fitted the key in the door. Bracing herself, she quickly opened it and slipped inside, noiselessly shutting it after her.

She glanced around at all the file cabinets. "This is going to take a while…" she muttered, looking for a place to start.

"YOU THERE!" A voice bellowed.

Her breath caught. She'd been discovered!

Meanwhile, Kuwabara had his own mystery to solve.

"WHY DID YOU SAVE ME SHRIMP?
"Hn."

"NOW I'VE GOT TO LIVE KNOWING I OWE YOU!"

"Hn."

"Kuwabara, Hiei, please stop. You'll make my mother suspicious."

END CHAPTER 12

FW: Yeah, I know. Mia had most of this chapter dedicated to her, but this is NOT a mary-sue! She's only important right now because she ties in to the storyline! Think of her as when Yu Yu Hakusho would focus on Sensui, even though he's not a "main character", really. Ok, so maybe he was, but hey! Point is, THIS ISN'T GOING TO BE A MARY-SUE!

Botan: Done?

FW: (deep breath) I think so. Oh, and another note, all the section leaders are basically good. No evil ones, trying to take over the world.

Mia: (plotting how to take over the world)

FW: Well, she's not, er… who am I kidding? Mia's evil! But not in a… bad way? Does that make sense?

All the Yu Yu characters: No.

FW: Well, maybe it will later. So with my ending note: Review if you choose, if not you don't lose. Hey! I made a poem!

Hiei: You deserve to be flamed for that.

FW: OK! I'll take it in stride!

Yusuke: AmnarRanma's right. She IS too happy about flames….