FW: …Hi?

Reader: Were. Were. You.

FW: Erk, I was busy!

Sola: So she says. (eating a bag of chips)

FW: What? I WAS busy!

Sola: Watching TV?

FW: Oh come on! It was Rurouni Kenshin!

Sola: YOU HAVE IT ON DVD!

FW: Yeah… but I need at least a weekly dose of Sano!

Sola: Well you could wait until AFTER you updated!

FW and Sola: (keep arguing)

Yu Yu gang: (watching)
Botan: This is getting a bit annoying.

Yusuke: Don't complain, if they're torturing each other, they can't torture us!

FW: (sadly overheard) Right! Time to write!

Sola: Finally!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, whatever alien movie the chapter title came from, or "I'm too s#xy"

START

"Wake UP, dam# it!" Yusuke yelled, shaking the catatonic girl to no use. She simply swayed with his motion, eyes blank and unfocused. Ever since he had realized why she was in shock, he'd been trying to snap her out of it, hoping that she could give them another clue.

Oh yeah, he was concerned about herhealth too….

"Yusuke, you'll give her whiplash," Kurama pointed out, watching with a raised eyebrow.

"Well do YOU have any better ideas, Fox-boy?" Yusuke demanded, forgetting that the other had no clue what he was talking about.

"Did you just call me Fox-boy?"

"Uh… no?"

Hiei practically growled in irritation, "Kurama, get cold water. If we splash her a few times, maybe she'll wake up," he paused, thinking, "or even get pneumonia," he added, hopefully.

"Hiei…" the amnesia stricken fox started.

"No, it's a good idea," Kuwabara cut him off. "We'll watch over these two."

Not fully understanding why they wanted him out of the room, Kurama set off to get water for his friend.

Once he was out of earshot, Yusuke exploded. "River Styx! So they know WHO and WHAT we are, they've taken out Joane, Kurama doesn't remember anything, and Botan's useless! Meanwhile, we, know NOTHING!"

Kuwabara looked about aimlessly, "Well when you put it that way…" he said, put out.

"Then why don't we find out something," Hiei suggested maliciously, advancing on the helpless girl. He got to her without opposition, and leaned close, WAY too close.

Yusuke's face burned a bright crimson, as he watched the demon's face centimeters from Botan's, and getting closer. Unable to sit by and watch, he rushed over and pried the smaller boy away from her by the arm. "Hiei! That's sick! She's defenseless!" He yelled.

Hiei glared. "Whatever you're thinking, don't. I'm going to read her mind," he explained, acting as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Are you sure you should do that?" Kuwabara asked, slowly, for once thinking ahead. "If she's got a memory block too, then could she pass it to you through minds, like a virus."

The other two paused, pondering his words, and wondering when he grew a brain. Hiei recovered first, a daredevil smirk in place. "There's only one way to find out," he said, copying a human saying he'd once heard.

They watched anxiously, as he got into place again, so close to her, a hand reaching out to touch her forehead and make the connection.

Without warning, Botan's eyes snapped open. She blinked once, and seeing Hiei so close to her face, and hand reaching forward, she reacted totally on instinct. "WHAT ARE YOU THINKING!" She screeched, slapping him hard across the invading face.

"Well, I see this water is unnecessary," Kurama's voice was heard, and they all turned to see him carrying a bucket of cold water, staring at the scene before him. "Really Hiei, I didn't know you felt that way about her."

Maybe it was just the red handprint on his face, but Yusuke thought he saw tints of red that wasn't from injury. "Hn," he turned away, and the detective was left wondering if he just imagined it.

The newly awaked woman was reacquainting herself with reality, and seeing Joane's still bad condition, she immediately asked, "Has anything changed?"

"No," the redhead answered. "Though I've taken the time to call 911. He'll be taken to the hospital soon."

Nodding, the five waited for the sirens that would signal the ambulance. They kept each other company, but each was too shaken to really say anything, minus Hiei, who wouldn't have had much to say anyway.

When at last help had arrived, the officials wouldn't let any of them ride along with the flutist, and with nothing better to do, they all went back home.

In band the next day, there was an uproar, as usual, spreading rumors about the missing section leader. Mr. Nesul entered the room, and with a sweeping motion, quieted them all down. "As you may have heard, Joane Resserd was injured last night," he looked at all the intense faces, not wanting to say what he had to next. "He's currently in a coma, and won't be joining us for the rest of the season."

There was silence. Not the usual respect filled silence when Mr. Nesul spoke, but a shocked one. "Who's going to be the new flute section leader?" Flactem asked, breaking the silence.

"I don't know," Mr. Nesul honestly answered. "Tomorrow is the next show, we might not be able to pull this off," he added, hating the truth.

"WHAT?"
"Are you KIDDING us?"

"I blame the saxophones!" Mia yelled, her voice louder than the nonsense yammering. "I took Tsoy, so they decided to get even, and kill off Joane!"

Tsoy looked up at this accusation, "None of us would do that! I'm perfectly fine, so it wouldn't be fair to put someone in a coma!"

"As they say," Mia ignored him, glaring at the section, "all's fair in love and war. Luckily for us, this is war."

The percussion, following their leader's decision, made the saxophones the most hated section in a matter of seconds, booing, hissing, and throwing things at them

"Oh come off it!" Tac could be heard yelling, but again the room was so filled with noise, that her voice was lost in the sea of sound.

Flactem, still having his commanding aura, stood, and yelled at the top of his intimidating voice, "EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Both sides of the war obeyed, the opposes more out of habit than anything. When Flactem spoke, you listened. "We're being stupid. Until Joane wakes up and tells us what happened, we don't know anything. So instead of fighting each other, we should appoint a new flute section leader."

Tac, wanting to seem in control of her half of the band, quickly stood up, "Yeah, that's what I order!" She exclaimed, pumping a fist into the air. Annoyed, a senior trumpet player yanked her back into her seat, before the freshman could make a bigger fool of herself.

Botan laughed a little, good-naturedly about Tac's stupidity. "All right, that's what we'll do. Each flute will try out, and the best will become the temporary section leader," Mr. Neusl decided. Botan wasn't laughing anymore.

"What do we play?" A young flutist asked, shyly. Looking down the row of flutes, Botan realized for the first time that except for Joane, everyone was a girl!

"Actually," she thought to herself, "we ARE all girls."

"You can play whatever you like," Mr. Nesul decided. "Whatever you're best and most comfortable with."

One by one, the flutists played, most well. Every now and then, a girl would play higher than what she was capable of, and the whole band had to cover their ears in pain. Last in line, Botan was finally up. "What to play, what to play," she thought frantically, but came up with nothing.

With no more time to stall, she just let her fingers dance over the instrument, almost as if moving by themselves.

By coincidence, she played, "I'm too s#xy".

The detectives' mouths dropped at her "choice". Hiei, remembering the embarrassing situation when he tried to probe her mind, found himself… hiding in the bell of his sousaphone? No, of course not! Hiei was WAY above that! So then, why was his head inside the bell?

Botan finished the song, blushing at what she'd done, but it had been too late in the middle, when she realized, to stop and try something else.

Raising an eyebrow, Mr. Nesul evaluated them. "That was an… interesting piece, but I've rarely heard anything played so well," he smiled down at her, and she groaned, knowing what was coming, and not wanting it. "I think you'll make a great section leader."

"WHAT? How could a FRESHMAN be a SECTION LEADER?" Tac roared angrily.

"What, jealous that YOU aren't good enough to be one?" Mia challenged, but for once, the other girl didn't take the bait. She instead just looked to Flactem.

"It's a sacred rule! Only seniors can be section leader! WE'RE SCREWING UP THE BALANCE OF THE UNIVERSE!"

Flactem laughed a little at her angered and slightly fearful expression. "It IS a rule, but I don't think something that bad will happen if we break it," he tried to calm her down first. "And Mr. Nesul said that whoever played best would be it; she was definitely the best."

"Well if the world blows up, remember in Heaven that I told you so."

Kurama listened from a slight distance, before turning to glance at the blue haired girl. "More publicity," he thought, "just what we didn't want to attract."

His eyes widened at these strange thoughts. "Why wouldn't we want attention?" He asked himself silently, "and who exactly is "we"?" He puzzled over these thoughts a while longer, but nothing more would seep through the memory block.

END CHAPTER 17

FW: (sarcastic) Is that acceptable, oh Queen?

Sola: (still eating the chips) It'll do for now.

Kurama: How can a single bag of chips last so long?
Sola: They replenish infinitely.

Kuwabara: (mouth watering) Need… magical chips! (makes a dive for them)

Sola: NO! MINE! (runs around in circles, and Kuwabara follows, also running in circles)

FW: This is sad. One more thing before I close this. I'm NOT a Hiei/Botan fan, I was just kidding around. This isn't going to have any pairings in it. Ok, so review ONLY if you want to (seems there's been confusion with this line!) and if you don't want to, that's perfectly fine! If you want to flame, fine by me. I'll take it in stride!