Don't own Inuyasha or Yu yu Hakusho.

Chapter two

Amaya glanced at the shed where Kagome had pulled the demon into. It seemed ordinary enough. She looked around making sure no one was close by. She slid the shed door open. The anticipation of what might be in there faded away.

"A well?" She said in dismay. "You've got to be kidding." She closed the door behind her and walked down the step leading to the well. "Yuck!" She wrinkled her nose. "Smells like wet dog." She pinched her nose. Leaning over the well, she could clearly see the bottom. "No water? What kind of well is this?" The shed door slid open.

"Tell Amaya I went to a friends for a weekend! Bye Mom!" Kagome yelled to her mother. She quickly closed the shed door again. Amaya slid back from the well and into the shadows. 'Sometimes I love being a Demon.' She thought as Kagome sat a rather large yellow backpack on the edge of the well. 'Now what have we here?' Kagome climbed onto the edge and swung her feet over. Amaya was about to grab the girl when a soft blue light started to glow. It was coming from the well.

"Inuyasha is going to be mad." Kagome whispered. She pushed her self off and fell down into the well. Amaya dashed out from the shadows and looked back into the well.

"What the?" She frowned when she found the well empty. She pulled out the compactor. "Koenma?" She asked, waiting for his image to show up. A small child like figure appeared.

"Kasumi? What did you find out?" His voice was urgent.

"Is there any portals that stationed here?" Amaya asked. She glanced at the well again.

"Hmm. Let me see." Koenma said and disappeared from view on the screen. Amaya growled. 'I hate it when he does that.' She sighed as he came back into view. "There are no legal portals opened around there. Though I do have some odd readings coming from there."

"No really?" Amaya asked. "That's why you sent me here right? To find the Shikon Jewel and find where the odd energy is coming from." Amaya snapped. Koenma stumbled over his words.

"See here! I take enough from Urameshi, I don't need anything from you!" He yelled, his pacifier bobbing as her moved his mouth.

"I'm nothing like that pea brain!" Amaya yelled back. Koenma grinned slightly.

"Well now. Yusuke seems to have the very same opinion of you too." Koenma said smugly. Amaya's eye flashed. Koenma ignored her. "I'll be sending Kurama to check on your progress. Since your previous accounts with Yusuke and Kuwabara, he's my only option. I'd hate to see what you and Hiei would do." Koenma shuddered. "Do you think you can get away from your cousin? Kurama will be meeting you down town by the Sushi Bar at noon." Amaya nodded. "Good. Keep me posted." With that Koenma's image disappeared off the screen.

"Great. Wait! What does he look like?" Amaya groaned. She had only met two of the four infamous spirit detectives, and that was on accident.

DOWN TOWN

Amaya weaved in and out of the crowds. 'Thank god I took Japanese in school.' She thought as she read the signs. Something out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. A black blur shot off the top of the building to the next. She fought the urge to follow it. 'Probably some lone demon. The moron squad will take care of it.' She stopped in front of the Sushi Bar. 'Original.' She thought and went inside.

Small booths were set up along the left side of the wall. On her right was the actual sushi bar. She glanced around, trying to find Koenma's Kurama. A soft demonic aura came from the very back of the Restaurant. 'Never thought I'd meet the day when a demon would have a soft aura.' The waited stopped her.

"May I help you?" He asked.

"I've got reservations under Kurama?" She asked hopefully. 'Where's the Maitra D?' She wondered as the waiter looked at something.

"Very well. Follow me." He said and led her to the back. 'Like I was going anywhere else.' He stooped in front of a small booth. "Here you are." The waiter said and plopped a menu down on the table where she was to be seated and left.

"You must be Kasumi?" A pleasant voice asked. Amaya looked at the Red head. Bright green eyes glinted with amusement. Amaya bowed.

"Kasumi at your service." Amaya said, never taking her eyes off the boy.

"It's a pleasure. I'm Kurama, as you probably already know. Please sit." He waved his had at the empty seat across from him. Amaya slid into the booth. "I've heard much about you." His voice was teasing.

"Really? I've never heard of you." She glanced down at the menu. The boy was surprisingly beautiful. 'Not hot, just beautiful.' She thought. Kurama chuckled.

"I'm surprised. Every demon has heard about Hiei and I." He glanced down at his menu too.

"Koenma wouldn't let me meet Hiei." Amaya pouted. "I've already met dumb and dumber." She gave her nicknames for Yusuke and Kuwabara. Kurama laughed.

"Perfect for those two. But I understand why Koenma wouldn't want you and Hiei meeting alone. From what I hear, you were another renegade demon." He raised a polite eyebrow.

"Not you too!" Amaya cried indignantly. "Hey, I was young. I made a few mistakes and I did not seduce all those men." Amaya said quickly, trying to explain her past. Kurama held up a hand for her to stop.

"No need. I understand, some what." He teased. Amaya opened her mouth to say more. "Here." Kurama placed a vanilla folder onto the table and pushed it towards her. Amaya glanced at it.

"This is Kagome's?" She asked and opened the folder. Kagome's picture was clipped to the first page. Amaya glanced over the first sheet. "Her ancestry? What does this have anything…" She trailed off as she read the first name. "The Midoriko? She had children?" Amaya traced down the lines to Kagome's name. Amaya face lit up with the new information.

"So tell me. How are you related to Kagome? After all, she is of holy lineage." Kurama asked. Amaya looked up at him.

"Hmm." Amaya muttered something. "See this." She pointed to a line that broke off three generations from Kagome. Kurama leaned over and looked at the names. "Its still the Higurashi family, but the demonic part." Amaya smiled as she traced the line down to her name. "Kagome and I are distant cousins, but our mother's were best friends when we were little. My great grandfather was cursed by some demon. Some how it tainted his blood making him a demon too. Or so I'm told." She smiled at Kurama. She glanced back down at the papers and began to shuffle through them.

"So its just basic medical records, school records. Hm." She picked up the school records and the hospital ones. "This doesn't match."

"I know. Her family has been calling her in sick for long periods of time since she was about fourteen. But the hospital doesn't show and sign of Kagome being treated for half the ailments her family claims she has." Kurama said and leaned back against the both chair. Amaya studied the papers. Kurama frowned. 'So this is the spy Koenma is always talking about.' He pondered. 'The one Yusuke calls a pin head.' He grinned.

HOME

Amaya lounged in the lowest branch of the God Tree. Kagome's file sat on her lap. 'So Kagome knows another demon, has suspicious records and disappears into a well. My cousin is odder than I am.' She mused. Something red opened the well door. Amaya glanced down, expecting it to be grandfather Higurashi. 'A demon!' She followed his movements, setting her self into a crouch at the same time.

"Can't get away from me." Amaya muttered and jumped to the ground. She dashed to the side of the house, masking her spirit energy and scent. She peeked around the corner and growled. "Why is he in Kagome's room?" She bit her bottom lip as he reappeared. 'Books? Why on earth would he need books?' She mentally frowned. The demon leapt to the tree next to Kagome's window and the to the ground next to the well shed.

"You're not getting away from me." Amaya said and ran after him. He was already in the shed when Amaya skidded to a halt. Startled, he looked back at her and grimaced.

"You're not going anywhere!" Amaya yelled and jumped at him. The two tumbled backwards into the well, Amaya grasping a hold of the demon's red clothing, the demon yelling.

And so ends another chapter.