FW: Hello, hello, HELLO!

Botan: She's doing it again….

Yusuke: What?

Botan: Imitating Count Olaf. Badly, I might add.

FW: Hey, that's a great movie! And it's FINALLY on video!

Kurama: I feel sorry for the children.

FW: Eh, don't worry. They get over it.

Kurama: Watching all your last relatives die in front of you isn't normally something you get over quickly.

FW: Well… they're special.

Kuwabara: Uh… why are we talking about "A Series of Unfortunate Events"?

FW: Don't… remember…. So anyway, I've actually had this planned out for a week now, I was just too lazy to write it!

Hiei: Why bother tell us that?

FW: Well, it's gotta be worth SOMETHING. And sorry if updates are so slow now. Don't forget that I'm a freshman in high school, who's struggling to keep grades up, get stronger, and keep up with two bands! That's right, TWO BANDS! This fic shows how hard just one is! Imagine another!

Yusuke: Are you done yet?

FW: Almost, wait, yeah.

Disclaimer: I don't own "A Series of Unfortunate Events", Yu Yu Hakusho, or baseball, but then, does anyone own that?

START

The cloaked man, Mia's attacker, didn't move. Kurama held his gaze, waiting for the opening attack, also not moving. No one aside from the three was on the street.

Mia rolled her eyes from her uncomfortable position, held in the would-be murderer's arms. "Get on with it already!" She yelled, impatient.

Kurama sweatdropped. "You can't rush these things."

The black clad man however, agreed with Mia, for he suddenly and roughly threw Mia into the brick wall of a nearby house. Caught completely unprepared, her back and head connected solidly, and she slumped to the ground, unmoving.

"Mia!" The redhead yelled her name in concern, and in the moment of distraction, the other made a rush for the gun. Deciding that he'd just have to check on her later, save both of their lives NOW, Kurama tore his eyes away from her and hurried to catch up.

The man reached for the gun, and in the same instant, the fox baseball slid next to the object. Both grabbed it at the same time.

"Let go!" He yelled, trying to shake the stubborn demon off, who kept a firm grip.

"YOU let go!"The redheadsaid back, letting his instincts guide him into kicking upward into the man's gut.

He swore and his grip weakened, allowing Kurama to rip the weapon away. While the villain was withering on the ground, he took the opportunity to unload the gun and toss the bullets away, followed by the gun itself.

"It appears you've lost," he said, walking up to the stranger who was laying face down on the concrete. Kurama was shocked at howicy his voice was, and more so that the life-or-death situation didn't phase him at all, almost as if he was used to it….

The amnesia stricken boy mentally shook his head. He could always think this over later. "Who are you, and why did you attack Mia?" He asked, getting to business, now standing directing in front of him.

Before even his heightened senses could know what was happening, the stranger's arm shot out from underneath his own body. Skeleton like fingers wrapped around the shocked boy's ankle, quickly pulling back and knocking him off balance. Kurama fell hard on his back before his sharp mind could register what had happened.

"Stupid fox," the man said slowly, standing and towering over the fallen redhead. "You really thought you won, didn't you? You're nothing without your powers."

Green eyes stared up in confusion. "Fox? I remember Hiei calling me that once… does he know Hiei?" he wondered silently. "And what does he mean by "powers"?" He didn't have much time to think, as the other reached down toward him.

He grabbed the bright red hair, forcibly lifting the fox to his feet by it. Kurama knew deep down that he was trapped. His opponent had a firm grip on his hair, which can be used to control a person through pain when pulled. Also, he was obviously stronger, and bent on killing the two teenagers.

The killer must have sensed Kurama's depression, "That's a good boy. I'll kill you quick, if you want," he said, sickly. As soon as the words left his mouth, the fox glared straight at him, green eyes boring into his defiantly. He flinched, but only for a moment. Soon, the skeletal fingers were wrapping aroundsomething else.Kurama's throat.

Said boy never even blinked. He continued to stare into those cold eyes, taking pride in the fact that he'd at least die honorably. By now, both hands were squeezing the life out of him. Once the first had been in place, the second had abandoned its post at his hair to join it.

In less than a minute, the fox was beginning to feel light headed. He knew he was losing conscious, and as soon as he did, he'd die easily, but it didn't change the fact.

"Let go," a voice inside his head ordered urgently.

"What…?" Kurama asked. He was getting so tired….

"Trust me. Let go of yourself. If you stay Suichii Minamino, you'll die!" It said.

"I am Suichii Minamino…."

"No, you're not! Just let go!"

"Can it wait until tomorrow?"

"If you won't save your life, I will!"

Kurama's eyes snapped open. Something in him shifted. Bodily, he was still Suichii Minamino, but golden eyes could be seen shining through.

His capturer was taken aback at the sudden change, and didn't notice the rapidly growing grass nearby.

He screamed in shocked fear as the grass began wrapping around him, the sharp edges tearing at his skin. In his panic, he dropped the impassive boy, who landed gracefully on his feet.

The grass wound its way upthe fox'sarm at his command, not cutting its master. "You have answers I seek. Start talking if you value your life," he commanded coldly, more than a gold tint in his eyes now.

The other, though still shaken up, seemed to regain his cool, dusting himself off. "I see you've found a way around your memory block," he stated. "I should have guessed, with your Youko half."

Kurama didn't falter.

"Would you like to remember everything?" He asked, grinning horribly.

At his silent order, the memory block was shattered. Imagesswirled through his brain, all the memories that were kept from him.

Mia regained conscious in time to see him collapse, as Hiei had predicted earlier to his friends, broken spirited. Though she had no way of knowing it, his painful past had been relived, all at once without any preparation. What had once taken centuries had seemingly occurred in less than a minute, and the shock was too much.

Mia struggled to stand, but the pain in her head was dizzying, and she fell back against the wall. The man heard her struggle, even with his back turned to her, and spoke to the motionless fox. "Looks like we'll have to cut this suffering short. Goodbye, Kurama." He lifted his hand for the final blow, when

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE- YA!"

Tac, coming from seemingly nowhere, gave a leaping kick at the taller man. She merely bounced off, but the "damage" was done. He took one last look at the fallen fox. "He won't be causing trouble any time soon," he reasoned, before fleeing, not wanting any witnesses.

"Hey, get back here!" The energetic girl yelled, starting to give chase before stopping in mid-stride and turning around. "Oh right, these guys…" she laughed, walking over to Mia, who seemed to be in better condition. "You ok?" she asked, reaching a hand down to help the section leader up.

Mia slapped the hand away, glaring at the freshman. "I don't need a BRASS player's help, and especially not YOUR'S," she said acidly.

"Mia?"

"What?"

"You're an idiot."

"YOU LITTLE…" Mia exploded, trying again to get to her feet, and again failing.

Tac continued as if there wasn't a homicidal senior who was trying to kill her. "You're the only one at this point who's taking this "band war" seriously. Even I've let it go!" She exclaimed.

"Well someone's got to keep it going, and that's all the more reason for me to!" Mia yelled, stubbornly.

"Fine, I won't help you. Get a concussion," Tac leaned closer, eyes narrowing. "But not until you tell me what happened."

"Why should I tell YOU!"

"Because you're not the only one here!" Tac yelled, pointing at the still Kurama, blank green eyes unseeing.

"Kurama…" Mia said slowly, remembering how he jumped in to save her. He risked his life for her, without anyone asking him too.

"That's right," Tac agreed with a softer tone. "He's in my section, and even though I'm not a section leader, right here, right now, I'm the closest to one."

"I'M a section leader you moron," Mia snapped back.

Tac shook her head. "You're not acting like it." (FW: Section leaders are like mini band directors. They're in charge to an extent, and it's their job to keep the band, especially their own section, in line and safe on trips.)

Mia sighed, knowing she was right. "Sh#t. Did I just admit Tac was right?" She wondered mentally, but brushed it aside. "Fine. Some guy attacked me, and he came over to help. I blacked out, and when I woke up, you were here." She summarized quickly, leaving out the part about her going to the hospital.

Tac nodded. "Ok. I'll take you both to the hospital."

Mia shook her head, trying, and managing to stand. "I'm just going to go home. And I don't think Kurma's friends will want him in the hospital. Here," she handed Tac a folder piece of paper.

"What is it?" She asked, looking at it.

"Yusuke's address."

"WHAT!"

"I needed SOMETHING to do," Mia shrugged, before turning and leaving.

Tac watched her go before turning back the other trumpeter. She then looked at the paper in her hand. "Note to self: Stay, er, GET on Mia's good side."

END CHAPTER 19

FW: That fight was a lot longer than I meant. Hm, was it any good?

Mia: (holding an ice pack to her head) No.

FW: You didn't even fight! Anyway, review if you want, don't have to, of course. If you flame, cool. I'll take it in stride!