FW: Star Wars, Star Wars, STAR WARS, STAR WAR-
Yusuke: (whacks FW off the back of the head, semi-hard) You'll thank me later.
FW: (rubbing her head) Right. Ow….
Kurama: I envy Kuwabara.
Botan: Why?
Kurama: He's missing the writing of this chapter, due to seeing the new Star Wars movie.
FW: WHAT! WELL FORGET THIS CHAPTER, I'M GOING TOO! (starts running off)
Angered Reader: (grabs FW and drags her back to her pc) Not until you write.
FW: But by the time I'm done, the movie will be over!
Hiei: (sarcastic) Look at the compassion in our eyes.
FW: Darn it…. FINE, BUT I'M WRITING A STAR WARS FIC AFTER!(sets off to write)
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, or Yu Yu Hakusho
START
"This… isn't… frickin'… fair…" Tac huffed, dragging the body of Kurama down yet another street. He still hadn't made any sign that he was still alive, though she was fairly sure he was.
"Should have… made her… stay… and… help," she complained further at Mia, who was probably, in her mind, watching TV, eating ice cream, and laughing at her.
"Ok… three more… houses… I… can do… it," the brunette encouraged herself, focusing on her feet moving forward, and keeping a sturdy grip on the redhead's arm. She stopped and dropped his arm.
"Changed my mind. I CAN'T DO IT!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Keep it down, will ya?" Yusuke yelled, sticking his head out of his house door to see what was going on. He blinked at the sight before him. Tac stared back at him.
"YOU KILLED KURAMA!"
"Wha-, no! I can explain!" She started to defend herself, but Hiei, who heard Yusuke's accusation, without anyone seeing him move, already had his sword at her throat.
Botan walked outside timidly. The three had been trying to piece together clues, and it looked as though they'd found the biggest yet.
Tac analyzed the situation. The midget had a sword pressed against her throat, how he got there, she had no idea. The girl was holding an oar. And the gangster was… pointing his finger at her? She raised an eyebrow. "And people say I'M weird…."
"Explain." Hiei didn't sound too patient.
"He was like this when I found him! Some guy attacked him and Mia, then I scared him off with my awesome fighting skills!"
Hiei smirked. "She's got about as much fighting skill as my sousaphone," He thought. Turning more to the matters at hand, he glanced at Kurama, noting his chest still rising and falling at regular intervals.
Breathing a sigh of relief, he let the blade leave the freshman's neck. Yusuke let his hand relax, trusting Hiei to know what he was doing in letting their guard down.
The two boys quickly brought their fallen friend indoors. Tac told everything of importance, noticing the others' controlled anger at hearing Mia's reluctance to help.
Hiei analyzed the fox's condition during her explanation. It wasn't difficult to figure out. "He's in shock," he told the others mentally once she was finished. "The memory block has been removed."
"GUYS!" Kuwabara could be heard slamming the door in his haste to reach them faster. "It was Mia! Mia attacked Joane!"
Botan put her hand to her forehead in exasperation. "Honestly, you have the worst timing possible!" She muttered.
"Huh-"
"No she didn't!" Tac yelled, defending the fellow band member.
"What's she doing here?" Kuwabara asked, confused. "Urameshi, I thought you were with Keiko!" He looked the girl over a few times. "Besides, you can do better."
In the meantime, Tac's idea of how Mia was passing the time couldn't have been more wrong.
She walked into the band room, keeping her confident air about her. "Mr. Nesul," she called, knowing that he'd be there, despite school's end over three hours ago.
"Yes Mia?" As expected, he came out of his office, still clutching music sheets he'd been considering handing out.
"I'm not going to be around for a while. I'm going to miss the next competition."
"Mia, what?" Mr. Nesul asked, eyes widening in shock. "This is so sudden! We need you!"
"I'm sorry, but things have come up. I don't know when I'll be back," she ended the conversation. Without looking back, the dark haired girl turned and left the room.
"I need to figure out what's going on first," she decided mentally. "And I have to do iton my own."
It took about half an hour to calm Tac down, and convince her that it was a different Mia and Joane. Now they all sat in an awkward silence in Yusuke's room.
"Tac…" Yusuke started. "This is my house."
"Really now…" Tac rolled her eyes, not seeing where the detective was going with this.
"Tac… I don't want you in my house."
"Too late." Wow, she's slow!
"Tac… I'm kicking you out of my house."
"…Oh…"
The next day, Yusuke was surprised to see his section leader's absence. She'd never been absent before…. He noticed the other percussionists' worried glances to her empty bells set.
Mr. Nesul came into the room. If Yusuke had been hoping his teacher would brighten the mood, he was sadly mistaken. If anything, he only added to the depression.
Normally bright and sunny, the middle-aged man was deep in thought, and a frown was pasted on his face. "Class," he addressed them. "I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"Mia is going to be away for some time. I don't know when she'll return, but she's going to miss the next competition."
"But we'll be short two section leaders!" Flactem roared from next to Tac, who slumped in her seat, remembering Kuwabara's accusation.
"It's not true but… am I missing something?" She wondered silently.
"Kurama's not going to be there either," Yusuke spoke up, not bothering to raise his hand. "He's real sick."
Mr. Nesul sighed before nodding. "We still need to come in the top 5…" he said slowly. "There are 18 bands still left in the tournament."
Botan tried to swallow the lump in her throat. As the new section leader, she had gained a lot of responsibility that she wasn't sure she could handle. She stood anyway, a hand over her heart. "We'll do our best," she pledged.
The day of the competition was horrible. It was raining, with random gusts of wind.
The four detectives huddled together to stay warm. Kurama, as Yusuke had suspected, wasn't well. He hadn't so much as blinked since regaining his memory. Hiei had taken to watching him for the most part, leaving his side only for school and leads for their mission, both reluctantly.
All the leads had turned out false. Mia was their best clue at this point, and she'd disappeared. Kuwabara had filled them in on what had happened, assuring them that she had been possessed. Hiei had realized that the eyes of the murderer in Joane's memory were hers, and that was really the last break through they'd uncovered. They needed Kurama!
Kuwabara tore his thoughts away from such matters. Dwelling on it wouldn't help right now. He looked over his teammates, all wearing the bright, and by now, soaked uniform. Botan caught his attention, fiddling with her flute, obviously nervous.
In a brotherly way, he put his arm around her. "Hey, don't worry. Things'll be ok."
"Time to go!" Rackly shouted, beckoning them over, Flactem standing beside him. Again, three of the detectives had to fight to not laugh at the giant boy, the exception being Hiei.
The show was a disaster. Without Mia to guide them, the snare lost confidence halfway through the show; their sound became uncaring, and was lost in the wind.
Botan was still the soloist, but kept glancing backward at her section, not sure how she was supposed to lead them.
Kuwabara hadn't gotten the hang of marching yet. He slipped on a wet piece of grass and fell, ungracefully, on his face, saxophone flying into a clarinet player.
Hiei didn't do badly, but at this point, did it really matter?
Mij, the drill instructor, was furious. He yelled while the rest of the bands preformed. He yelled while they packed up their instruments. He yelled while the announcer got his microphone. He only stopped when the said announcer began to speak.
"In fifth place, BRIDGETOR HIGH SCHOOL! In forth place, MARCHETON HIGH SCHOOL! In third place, SCRETT HIGH SCHOOL! In second place, WENCHESTER HIGH SCHOOL! And in first place… DARTTYTH HIGH SCHOOL!"
There was a lot of cheering following this news, but no Rekat student joined in. Yusuke stormed off, knowing all their hard work had just gone to waste.
Botan stared off, feeling the rain mix with her tears of disappointment. "I guess our best wasn't good enough," she said.
END CHAPTER 20
FW: So, is it all over? Or am I planning something… ONLY I KNOW! (evil laughter)
Kuwabara: (comes in) That was a great movie!
FW: I… MISSED IT! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Kurama: I'll say it then: if you would like to enter a review, they are appreciated, but not required. Flames are all right too; she'll take it in stride.
