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A/N: I would like to thank everyone who reviewed (cough) Cerridwene (cough), for I now have a grand total of four reviews. Please let me know if you think that Tsukiko is a Mary-Sue. I need to know so I can change her personality for later chapters so she isn't one. Please forgive the shittiness of this chapter, it's mostly filler but it has some pretty important things in it. Also, forgive the lateness of it. I was without internet for a while, and I had horrible writers block. Gomen nasai minna. Blame my school for the homework that they give me. For some reason, I'm not allowed online if I have homework . . . Huh.

A/N: In other news, I created a new summary for this. The other one was just not quite explaining what was going on.

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Yukina sighed and allowed the ferry girl to help her to her feet. She followed Botan out of the room and put on her innocent façade yet again.

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I felt my sister's youki approaching the door, but something was wrong. It was laced with . . . fear? I wouldn't know, but I kept an eye on her when the door opened to reveal the baka ferry onna and my sister. The oaf stood and began preaching his eternal love for Yukina. She just stood there and blinked, a blank, innocent expression across her face but her eyes, why did they hold such fear, such pain? I had never seen this amount of emotion in my little sister's eyes before. Did the new onna have anything to do with it? I shrugged mentally and continued glaring at the oaf who, upon Yusuke smacking him, backed off.

"I know that you two met when the boys came here, but why don't we do introductions," the ferry onna said, grinning brightly. I shuddered at the thought of anyone being that happy all the time. It must be tiring, being that gleeful at all hours of the day. She's either on some pretty strong drugs or is way too addicted to coffee.

"I believe we've been introduced before. We met some time ago," the new onna, (Tsukiko?), said, a smirk spreading across her face as she looked slyly at Yukina. What the hell was she doing? What did she know about Yukina that I didn't? Everyone looked at Yukina, except for me, as I was currently glaring at the new onna.

"Whoa! You really knew her before, Yukina," asked the detective, who looked like his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets. Actually, I wouldn't mind seeing that.

My sister nodded, blushing slightly. "How did you two meet?" That was the fox, always asking the blatantly obvious questions that the two bakas never seemed to ask.

"At a ball over two hundred years ago . . ." She trailed off, I knew there was something that she would have added to that statement but, something held her back. She looked up at the new onna and nodded. What the hell? What was that about? Were they talking telepathically? The two of them left the room, Yukina politely excusing herself and the onna following about a few minutes later saying she 'needed to find the restroom,' or something like that.

"I don't trust her fox. Something about her says that she's hiding something from us," I muttered to my best, and only, friend.

He just smiled and murmured back. "Aren't we all hiding something from everyone? If we don't trust her, we would be inviting everyone to be distrusting of us." I glared at him. Damn kitsune logic.

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Yukina looked up at the clear sky above her and heard soft footsteps coming towards her. She turned and saw Tsukiko standing about a meter away from her on the porch. "I'm ready to talk, if you want answers."

"Fine, talk," she grunted, sitting down beside Yukina and swinging her legs over the side, staring out at the trees.

"I quit the guild after you beat me, like I said I was going to. I also left everything behind, including my first friend, the name Kage, and any prestige I had received. I went about searching for my brother for the next hundred and ninety-five years. I was kidnapped by a human who wished for my tears to make himself rich by selling the gems they form.

"I was eventually freed by the Tantei who soon became my friends. I stayed here, with master Genkai, since then because it seemed to be a relief to them to see me safe. I'm not quite sure why I didn't fight to keep myself from being kidnapped, but I think I was just tired. Tired of searching in vain, tired of living, tired of the guilt that being a hitokiri brings.

"I apologize for taking the job in the first place, but I had to. I couldn't say no to the Master. By the way, what became of him?"

"I don't know what happened to him. I think he died but it wasn't at my hands. I had enough blood on them that I didn't need more, pointless, stains. I guess that's the reason I didn't kill you when we were fighting. I haven't needlessly killed in almost two and a half centuries. It's not unusual for most demons, but for me it was odd," Tsukiko shrugs, glaring at the moon hovering over the trees.

A cough is heard from behind the two and they whip around to find a shadowed figure with long hair about two meters away in the doorway. The figure steps forward and they see the gentle face of Kurama, emerald eyes laced with gold and confusion at the conversation he overheard. His eyebrows drew together and he hung his head to look at the girls sitting at his feet. He sits near them and opens his mouth, as though to ask something before shutting it quickly.

"Kurama-kun, please keep my secret from the others," Yukina whispered, her eyes pleading with Kurama. "Especially my brother," she breathed as she turned her head away from them. Kurama nods and makes a slight noise of affirmation.

"I will be going now. Botan wanted to know where you two were. She wants to take you two out with Keiko and Shiziru. I'm not sure what that consists of, but I believe that it may have something to do with getting to know you, Tsukiko." He turned back into the building and slid the shoji shut behind him.

"Well, as for your apology. I accept. Now can we go in and find out how the ferry girl plans to torture, I mean traumatize, I mean get to know me?" Tsukiko grinned widely as Yukina smiled sadly before pasting an innocent smile on her face.

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The bubbly ferry girl paced up and down the room, ignoring the eyes following her. She was waiting for Yukina and Tsukiko to come back from wherever they went. Kurama went to find them but she wasn't too sure if he found them, the temple was huge. A noise from behind her made her jump and turn around, putting her face to face with Kurama who followed by Tsukiko and Yukina. Both had unreadable expressions on their faces.

"Oh, good. You're both here! I was beginning to worry," the ferry girl gushed.

Tsukiko held up a hand to stop the girl's tirade. "There was no reason to worry, or does your trust in me lack that much Botan?"

"No, it's not that. I just thought that you two had gotten lost or something." She shrugs as she turns to Keiko and Shiziru. "Let's go!"

The two girls stood and followed Botan out of the room, leaving a confused Tsukiko and Yukina behind. The two eventually followed and found themselves being led down the massive stairs and to a car. Shiziru got into the driver's seat and took them all down into Tokyo. She stopped in front of a back-alley club filled with scantily clad women, large men, and numerous others in varying degrees of intoxication. They were lead into the club, all receiving odd looks, with the exception of Shiziru who seemed to be a regular. She led them to a small back room devoid of horny couples and seedy men.

"I figured we'd come out and have fun, get to know each other a bit. Ya know, the works," Shiziru called over the pounding music.

"Oh, brilliant idea," Tsukiko yelled dryly, "Getting my brain blasted out by ningen music is so my idea of 'fun.'"

"Chill, I'll go get some drinks."

"Yeah, I'm kinda thirsty. Thanks Shiziru," Botan yelled. The whole time Yukina was just sitting there, looking bewildered. Unsure as to how she should act. Should she be herself, or should she keep up her naïve façade? Three of the four girls stared at each other awkwardly as Botan grinned broadly, oblivious to the tension the others were feeling. "As Keiko doesn't fully know your story, and I believe that both Yukina and I are missing a few important pieces to it, could we hear it?"

"Uh, sure. I don't really want to yell it again, and I would have to get a little bit tipsy before doing so. I'll wait until the other one comes back," she replied simply, as if stating the obvious.

"I have a name ya know," an annoyed voice called from the entrance to the club. Tsukiko turned her gaze slowly to the speaker and found Shiziru standing with two bottles of some liquor, about five glasses, and a bottle of water.

Tsukiko looked at the other girls. "Do ya mind if I have the entire bottle 'cos, like I said, I'll need to get a little tipsy so I can tell you my story without inhibitions." The girls just stared at her before nodding dumbly. She opens the bottle and chugs half of it. She stares blankly at the bottle for a few moments before beginning her story, leaving none of it out with the exception of Yukina's past.

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"Oh hell no," Yusuke shouted. I sighed; they went through this almost every day the tantei got together. Yusuke and Kuwabara would play videogames and, due to his sixth sense, Kuwabara would usually get a barely higher score than Yusuke.

"Baka." That was Hiei, probably my best living friend in any of the three worlds. Do not get me wrong, I enjoy his company, but it is just not the same as being around my best friend. I still feel responsible for his death. We were closer than brothers, that's for certain. I still can't bring myself to tell anyone how close we were though. I will admit it only to myself; I can't trust anyone not to use it against me. Karasu already did.

"You're just a sore looser Urameshi." Kuwabara Kazuma was gloating, as he always did when he won. Not that it was very often, I must admit. Kazuma was easily the weakest out of all of us, the Reikai Tantei. Though he could easily be the strongest in a street brawl, how he got through battles with high-level youkai baffles me to this day. He typically acts before he thinks, especially when Yukina is involved. It amazes me how he fails to realize that Yukina is Hiei's twin sister. Hell, Yukina has already noticed.

I was jarred from my brooding by a crash, coming from the television the two humans were staring at and at which Hiei was glaring, like always. They were playing some racing game and Yusuke had just crashed into some other car, driving it off the edge of the pixilated road and into a tower of flames when it reached the computerized barrier.

It still amazes me how the tantei managed to gain my trust. Originally, it was just Yusuke. For some reason, against my better instincts, I trusted him as soon as I met him. He allowed me to keep the mirror for the three days until the full moon even though I hadn't told him why I wanted it. When I showed him why, he gave part of his life force to keep me from dying for my ningen mother's health and happiness. Not only that, but he trusted Hiei to save all of us in the castle of the Saint Beasts, even after their battle over the Ghostslayer and his kidnap of Keiko.

Kazuma just seems a little too dim not to be trusted. If he were against us, he would have slipped up a long time ago. I guess I trust him mostly because he is reliable when you are in trouble. When we had met, he and Yusuke were only on the beginning of a road to friendship but he still gave up some of his life force to save Yusuke after his battle with Suzaku.

I have known Hiei for a while longer than the other two. He mostly gained my trust because he did not want to be on the receiving end of my wrath. He was lax to trust me at first, but once I had gained his trust, I began to trust him and a friendship began from that. Although he can never be as close to my heart as Kuronue was, not that he really would want to be that close with anyone, he was the closest thing I had to a best friend for the twenty-two years after Kuronue's death.

Kuronue and I were rather close friends of Tsukiko, until his death. I had abandoned all things, places and people that might remind me of him. It's odd, leaving a friend of centuries because your best friend dies. She was always one whom I trusted with almost any information as she always had too much information stored in her mind, that she would forget if it lacked enough personal importance. Yet for some reason, I cannot help but agree with Hiei, even though it's for an entirely different reason. She is hiding something bigger than Yukina's past; she is hiding something from me.

I was jolted from my brooding yet again, only this time by someone calling my name. It was Yusuke. "Kami, Kurama. Off in la-la land again?" He obviously had been calling my name for a while as Hiei was giving me an odd stare and Kazuma was raising an eyebrow at me. Curious is a good look on him. I shake my head to clear that thought.

"Gomen Yusuke. I was thinking about things . . .," I said, trailing off.

"Ah, like always?"

I grinned in response. 'We need to talk, Kitsune.' I gave him an odd look. 'The detective had been trying to get your attention for almost three minutes. You're usually more aware of your surroundings.' He had a point; I have instincts honed by centuries of thieving and I had been so deep in thought that I forgot to pay attention. No wonder he was worried, or as worried as Hiei will admit to being.

'Fine, you want to talk, I'll talk.'

'You've been acting odd since we've met her. You knew her before.'

'Knew who?' I was avoiding the question, and he knew it. He just gave me a withering glare, stating the obvious. 'Fine, fine. It's just that I haven't seen her since before . . . before . . . before his death. We were friends before that final heist and I haven't spoken to her since. I guess I was afraid of the memories she would bring back.'

Hiei frowned at me, not like that was anything new. 'Never admit to your fear kitsune, not even to me.' He paused before remembering something. 'Am I thinking of the right "him?" Kuro--'

'Stop. You saw how I reacted with Karasu. I think you know what he was to me. If the wound was still that raw then, more than twenty years after his death. Think of how raw I was only days after his death. Still, his name spoken by another brings me sorrow that you cannot imagine. You have never been as close to another as I was with him. It would be worse, much worse, than someone killing Yukina after you tell her your relation to her.' I knew it was wrong for me to let it all out on Hiei, but I had been holding these emotions since Karasu had brought them out from the dark recess in which they were hiding. It had been too long since I had admitted my emotions to anyone, let alone myself.

I realize I am bitter about it. I admit that. It is one of the few things I will admit to anyone about Kuronue's death. Not many people know the details of his death but those who do are often my enemies. I believe the only person who is still alive and knew of my relationship with Kuronue, is Tsukiko. I had kept up a front to the world. No one, absolutely no one, knew that the infamous thief (and typical kitsune), Youko Kurama, had settled down with someone. They knew I had taken a partner-in-crime, but they did not know the behind-the-scenes relationship between us. (1)

:OoOoOoOoO: (Three bottles of vodka later)

She had polished off her third bottle and was beginning to feel the subtle effects of the liquor on her system. Keiko and Shiziru had long since been thoroughly intoxicated and Botan was heavily tipsy. Yukina was the only one still alert, but that was because she had been refusing alcohol. Noticing the lack of alertness in her companions, Tsukiko brought her story to an abrupt halt.

"I never thought that Keiko would disobey any law, even an incredibly lax one," Shiziru slurred through her two and a half bottles of rum.

"Let's go now. I doubt Keiko would want to be taken advantage of."

"Who will drive us back," asked the only sane one left.

Tsukiko shrugged. "I guess I will. I don't think Shiziru or Keiko are able to, and I'm not sure if you know how."

"But, you drank three bottles of vodka!" she said incredulously.

Tsukiko shrugged. "So? I'm four thousand years old; I've got one hell of an immunity to the effects of alcohol." She looked thoughtful for a moment. "Not to mention some other stuff." She winked playfully, causing Yukina to grimace as she helped the babbling Keiko out of her seat. Tsukiko did the same with Shiziru, only a little less gently, and flung her over her shoulder as she guided Botan out of the club and to the parking lot. With some difficulty, they got the three incapacitated ones into the back of the car and drove off towards the temple.

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I finally had enough of dealing with the idiocy that permeated the room and the touchiness of the kitsune. I left without anyone noticing, oddly enough. Typically, Kurama would at least acknowledge my leave of the room, but he was too lost in thought. I walked out to the porch, the cool air brushing against my skin. My sister and the rest of the onna should have returned a long time ago. It was already nearing midnight. Didn't the detective's onna have school the next day? I did not care about that, but it worried me that my sister was out this late with a bunch of baka ningen (and an ex-ningen) and an onna that I did not trust.

I jumped up into my normal tree, watching the steps to the hag's temple. Almost ten minutes later, I heard voices coming from the base of the stairway. They were familiar, but singing some odd song. As they came closer, the stench of alcohol invaded my nose and I recognized the voices as the detective's onna's and the oaf's sister's. The new onna's voice was among them, but she was grumbling something about carrying a drunk up the stairs.

"Twenty-nine bottles of beer on the wall. Twenty-nine bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around. Twenty-eight bottles of beer on the wall!" The two voices singing hiccoughed simultaneously and dissolved into laughter. I rolled my eyes; the two could not even handle that much alcohol. The five came into my normal line of vision and I could see that the ferry onna was passed out on the new onna's back. The two ningen were singing and stumbling up the stairs, leaning on my sister for support.

I believe that she was the only one entirely sober. For some reason though, she was glowering slightly at the stairs in front of her. I have never seen her express such an emotion. She always is so innocent and kind to everyone, it only makes me reinforce my decision not to tell her, her relation to me. It is amazing that she holds such innocence after five centuries in Makai. Even if three of those were spent in the Land of the Koorime.

I realized that they would be reaching the temple soon and Yukina would be left with the oaf, as none of the others would try to stop his advances. I ran to the top of the stairs and sat on the porch before the main door. I made my features to look bored, and leaned against the wall. I watched the five reach the top of the stairs and noticed that the smell of alcohol was much stronger, even if the two singing ningen had shut up. My sister's scowl disappeared, replaced with the smile I know only too well.

"Hello Hiei-san," Yukina said innocently. I have to wonder, now that I've seen her glaring and how natural that seems on her face, if the personality I've seen her with is just a façade.

"Hn," I punched myself in my mind. I always seem to say the stupidest things. I could easily have said 'Hello Yukina' and be done with it, but I have to act like a stubborn ass, even to my sister.

"Musht you be such a thubborn assh, Hiei?" (2) Slurred the ferry onna, proving my point. I sighed mentally; they needn't know how much they point out my faults to myself when I already realize them.

'Yes, Yes I must' I responded in my head, when I really only said "Hn," yet again. The new onna simply rolled her eyes and the ferry onna muttered something I couldn't hear properly, even with my demonic ears.

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The tantei that remained inside the temple looked up as the Botan, Keiko, Yukina, Tsukiko and the quickly sobering Shiziru entered the room. They mumbled an awkward, half-asleep greeting and watched the females stumble to their respective rooms.

Yusuke yawned as he stood. "'Night," he said, walking out the door. The others soon followed his example and left for the rooms in which they were staying.

The next morning, they awoke to find Tsukiko sitting in the centre of the living room, apparently oblivious to the world. Yusuke began sneaking up on her, preparing to tackle her. However, when he got within her reach, he felt her hand close around his neck. She cracked an eye before dropping Yusuke onto the floor beside her and standing up.

"Baka shônen," she muttered as she left the room.

"Well, isn't she the most friendly person in the mornings?" Yusuke asked no one in particular.

"She hasn't always been like this; she's only spent the past fifty years meditating instead of sleeping. Before that, she slept like a normal person," Kurama answered.

"Yo," came a voice from behind them. Yusuke jumped and turned around as Kurama began to smile at the hanyou's reaction.

"Kami, Koenma. Will you stop doing that?" Yusuke asked and was ignored.

"What is our mission now?" Kurama asked.

"Well, first get everyone together. And make it fast! I need to tell you people this!"

"You know that Hiei isn't going to listen to you. You aren't his boss anymore."

"Yes, but Mukuro is allowing him to . . ."

"Oh, shit," said Tsukiko from the doorframe. "You're here about that aren't you?"

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Next time on First Impressions Can Be Changed:

Tsukiko and co all find out what Koenma found so urgent to tell them, not that Tsukiko didn't already know. Wait, where is Tsukiko anyways? Find out next time!

Tsukiko: What the fuck? I shouldn't be scared of my baby brother!

Yusuke: Literally, baby. (laughs)

Koenma: Shut up.

Me: You are all acting like children.

Tsukiko & Yusuke: So what Rose?

Kurama: (sweatdrop) While they are acting like children, please review. It makes the authoress happy and happy authoresses typically get chapters out faster than unhappy ones.

Me: (Looks smug)

1. Bonus Points to anyone who can guess what I'm talking about. (to self) gods, I hope they get it.

2. "Must you be such a stubborn ass, Hiei?" Remember, Botan's drunk. She can't talk right. Or think right for that matter.