Disclaimer: Don't own YYH or the real person Katrina Kon if such a person exists. Secondly, this will be on the short side. Enjoy! And I also wanted to make it known that flames are accepted. Criticism is useful.

Chapter 24:

I can't find my Commir. I have looked everywhere, but it has bailed on me. Traitor!

It's also been 3 days now, and Mie still isn't talking to me, or Keiko for that matter. But it's not like we haven't tried. Every time I try to corner her in the room all three of us share, she just makes up some excuse to get away from us. If we won't let her, she'll blow herself out the door with her power. It's getting kinda frustrating.

Like now. I come back from our room to Keiko, defeated again. This time, Mie flew out the window.

"Lost her again, have you," says Keiko, fighting back a smile.

I ignore this. "What the hell is her goddamn problem? If she won't talk about it to us, how are we supposed to get anything fixed around here?"

"Servants?"

I glare at her and she grins. "You know, I've been thinking about this predicament, and you know what, I think she feels left out."

"What?"

"Well, it was usually you and her, before you got to know me better. You said you were both outcasts together, or something, right? She probably didn't like being second best with you from the start but kept quiet about it. That's what she does; you know, never tell anyone how she really feels inside. I think when we had a fight, she was probably hopeful that we'd never speak to each other again, so she could have the role of 'Katrina's best friend' all over again."

It makes so much sense I wonder why I never thought of it before. "Yukimura Keiko, world-class psychologist, super-genius."

"Oh, quiet," she says blushingly.

"But why does she want to be my best friend so much? Why not yours?"

"If you must know, she and I never really hit it off. We have been in this boarding school our whole lives, so naturally we knew each other. I thought she was a more than a little melodramatic, and she thought I was a know-it-all. We just became friends this year, in 8th grade, because of you. And Kat, you're everything she wants to be. Pretty, athletic, somewhat smart and popular, powerful demon…I guess this just pushed her over the edge."

"No. That-That can't be."

"Why not?"

I shudder. I'm not pretty! "So what you're saying is that if we include her more, she might make up with us?"

"Depends," says Keiko, her brow furrowing. "How would we get her to do something with us from the start?"

We start our plotting, with more consists of talking anyway, but then Hiei comes into the room. "Koenma wants you, Kat. On some kind of errand."

I shrug at Keiko. "Can Keiko come too?"

"I guess." He jumps out the same window Mie did.

Keiko and I look at each other. "Is there some new wave thing I'm missing here?"

She rolls her eyes in agreement, and so we make our way into the office again. Now there's only Koenma, pacing his little study, and occasionally glaring at a pile of papers fathoms high sitting on his desk. The desk is swaying with the weight. I can hear him muttering things like 'Darn ogres made another protest' or 'How on earth can I get this done before Dad gets back…'

It takes him a little while to notice us, but finally looks up. "Oh…what do you two want?"

"Hiei said you needed us for something," I begin tentatively.

"Not both of you," he grumbles. "Just you."

Keiko scowls at him and slams the door behind her as she walks out. "All right, Katrina, I want you to do something important for me."

"What?"

"Some demons have attacked a young girl, Enma knows how she got into the Spirit World as it is, but that is beside the point…"

He talks like this for some time, very inaudibly, until "Uh, could you tell me where they are?" I say, waving him on with my hand.

"Getting to it, getting to it," he shuffles through a pile of papers. "Ah, here we go…" He pulls one out, "About 11 o'clock last night, our radar picked up a living human child, wandering in the fog. She was clutching something hard in her fist. We tried to send someone out, Hiei, but the strangest thing happened. She just vanished, like, poofed, off the radar screen. Hiei went to the area where she had last been seen, and he found rather large footprints in the marshy ground. So we suspect foul play."

"Do you think it was that same thing that attacked Mie and Keiko?"

"From their description of it and its feet, I'd say it's very probable."

"Okay then, so I have to rescue her?"

"Correctimundo."

"Correctimundo?"

"Never mind, just get her back…OH DAMMIT NOT AGAIN!"

I immediately see what the problem is. The worn desk has split in two, sending all the papers sailing. "STUPID GODDAM PIECE OF S---"

Not wishing to remain alone with the angry POTTY - mouthed king of the Spirit World, I hightail it out the door.

My god, if that desk hadn't split, I might've found out where to look in the fog, or why he was choosing me to look for her. Wouldn't Hiei or Kurama have been a more competent choice?

I go to find Keiko. I need to pack.

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