Yay! My new chapter is up! Sorry its been so long. I had been working on What Went Wrong, and I lost my touch there, I think. I've also been musing on the first chapter of the story I promised that followed Perfect. Anyway, hope you like this one!

Disclaimer: Must I put this? (sigh) I do not own YYH or any of the characters. I only own my OCs and the plot line. Steal at your own risk.

Muttering to himself, Yusuke leaves the arena to go and sulk.

Flare watched him go, then shook her head and looked from Kurama to Hiei. "Ok, who is next?" she asked.

"I'll fight you next." came an unknown voice to Flare's right. Turning her head, Flare met a gaze as golden as hers.

Frowning, Flare turned to face this unknown person. How had he gotten so close anyway? She hadn't sensed him, and she didn't think the others had either.

The man looked to be about Flare's age, though looks are most often deceiving in the age department. His hair was long and a lovely shade of purple. A thin green bandana wrapped around his forehead over his eyes, which were as golden as Flare's were. He was just slightly taller than her, maybe 5'8 or 5'9, with a slim, athletic build.

"So, what's your name?" Flare asked him, her frown still in place as she watched him carefully.

He grinned, as if sensing Flare's wariness. "Around here I'm called Kinden. I work as a spy for Koenma. I saw you all gathered here for practice, and then decided I wanted to see how strong the new girl was." he replied, sending Flare a cheeky little grin, which made her smile slightly in response.

Nodding, she motioned for him to join her in the arena. "Fine, then. Come on."

Before facing Kinden, Flare glanced around at the others. Hiei didn't seem too pleased about having a stranger join in their practice. And there was the fact that he was to be the one to fight Flare next. We all know how Hiei is when his fights are interrupted.

Kurama only looked slightly worried. Flare didn't know anything about Kinden, and she doubted Kurama did either. Yusuke and Kuwabara were off to one side laying bets on how long Kinden would stay in the ring.

Flare slowly turned her golden gaze back to Kinden's, meeting his slightly mocking eyes. "Ready?" he asked her, tilting his head inquiringly towards Flare, that goofy grin still in place.

Flare nods as she settles into a fighting stance, waiting for Kinden's first move.

Kinden watches her for a moment before laughing and doing something with his hands. His ki spiked as spoke began to surround the two of them.

Shocked, Flare reached out, trying to sense everyone's ki. But she couldn't find them. Her shock then turned to anger, which she directed at Kinden.

Rounding on him, she shouted, "Where are we? Why have you brought me here? And where is here!"

Kinden just let her seething glare slide harmlessly off him and didn't seem at all affected by her angry tone. He only smiled as he replied. "I wanted to speak with you. Alone."

"Why?" she asked, her tone full of suspicion.

Kinden grew serious. "I must warn you of something. But first, there is something else I wish to tell you. "I am your half brother, a half god as you are, though I have more of mother's abilities." he said, a tiny smile creeping on to his face.

That information left Flare blinking with shock. "My…my half brother? Why haven't you ever sought me out?" she asked, bewildered. Well, it wasn't everyday you found a brother, was it?

He shrugged slightly. "For one thing, the gods never would tell me where you were, not even mother. Another was that I share the same bond with mother as you do with your brother. If mother dies, I become the new God of Dreams. I thought it better that I keep a low profile. I really wouldn't want to end up as you were." he explained to her.

After that explanation, Flare allowed her frown to fade, letting a bright smile appear to replace it. She flung her arms around Kinden, hugging him tightly. She knew he had been telling the truth. He had her eyes, her mother's eyes, her brother's eyes. No one else had eyes the exact same shade of gold as Flare's family had.

But then she remembered Kinden had something else to tell her and slowly let go, her smile slipping. "But what did you want to warn me about, Kinden?" she asked, almost fearful of the answer she would receive.

Kinden's shoulders slumped slightly. "Your brother is dying, Flare. The next time he visits, he will transfer his powers to you." he said, his voice turning quiet.

Flare stepped back, gasping. "Th-that can't be! He's a god! Why would he be dying?" she asked, shaking her head in denial.

"I don't know. I simply do not know." he replied. Giving Flare a sorrowful look, he hugged her gently. "He's my half brother, Flare. I feel sorrow as well. I'll be around if you want to talk." he told her, then disappeared, the fog that had surrounded them going with him at his departure.

Flare found herself back at the arena on her knees, her face pillowed into her hands as she sobbed.

Noticing she was back, the guys rushed to Flare's side, though Hiei stayed back away from then, not looking too concerned at all. Though he did shoot a worried glance Flare's way every now and then.

Flare turned her tear-stained face to the guys, golden eyes fastening on Kurama's green ones. "You were right." she whispered before disappearing, fleeing to her room, using the teleportation ability she had hidden from the others.

Not wanting to talk to anyone, Flare locked her bedroom door as soon as she arrived in her room. She then flung herself on her bed, burying her head into her pillow as she cried.

Kurama

Kurama frowned thoughtfully as the others' concerned faces turned to him.

"What was she talking about, Kurama?" Yusuke asked him, his concerned frown matching Kurama's. "And how the hell did she disappear like that!"

"I don't know how she disappeared, Yusuke. But I sense her in her room. She's fine. As for the other thing, I'm not sure if I should tell you, though I suppose it is mine to tell." Kurama replied, seeming as calm as always.

But inside, he was riddled with worry. His dream had been true? But what did Kinden have to do with it? This was all very troubling to the kitsune, who had a certain fondness for the siren.

"Out with it, Fox." Hiei muttered.

"Fine." Kurama said, nodding. Maybe it was better if he informed the others of this.

"I had been having a strange dream these past nights, and only this afternoon did I tell Flare of it. She was able to explain to me the meaning of this dream. I had been dreaming of her brother's death." he explained to them.

"But how does he know? Did that Kinden dude tell her or something?" Kuwabara asked, blinking in confusion.

"I suppose he could have, but how would he know?" Kurama mused.

"Well, he did say he was a spy." Yusuke pointed out, making Kurama nod.

"Yes, Yusuke, I suppose that could very well be it. But-"

A scream suddenly ripped through the air, causing all the guys to look up. That scream had come from Flare's room.

Flare

"They're still out there." Flare murmured to herself as she looked out of her window.

She had gotten up only moments before, after finally halting her tears, and decided to have a look out of her window, which faces the training grounds you all had been practicing at.

All four boys were still out them, and not a one had left to check on her.

Part of Flare was glad about this, since she really only wanted to be alone now. But part of her was a little annoyed because it was as if none of them cared about her.

Shaking her thoughts away, Flare turned, leaning against the wall before sliding to the floor, wrapping her arms around her knees. How could her brother be dying? It isn't fair, she thought miserably. And if Kinden was right, you had no reason to doubt him, the next time she saw her brother would be the last time she would see him alive.

The light suddenly flicked as a figure appeared in the middle of Flare's floor. It was if just thinking of him had been a summons, since there he was, standing before Flare.

But instead of the tall, vibrant young man Flare remembered her brother to be, she saw a stooped, tired, older man. It looked as if her brother had aged 40 years since the last Flare had seen him.

Flare quickly got herself off the run, running to her brother and enfolding him in a fierce hug. She frowned, able to feel how fragile her brother had become.

She stepped back, eying him worriedly. "What has happened?" she asked him softly.

He sighed, obviously not relishing the fact he had to tell her. "It is a poison of some kind, and was given to me a while ago, though I don't know who gave it to me, or how. It had shown no symptoms until only last week. By the time you see the symptoms of this particular poison, it is beyond curable. I am dying, Flare, and my powers will be passed on to you." he said, swaying a little on his feet.

"I'll miss you, little flame." he murmured, using her pet name.

He then took a deep breath and closed his eyes. With a flash, he was gone, a ball of orangey-red light floating where he had stood only moments before. It suddenly expanded, than darted towards Flare, closing around her until it covered her entire body.

Pain shot through every nerve, and they felt as if they were on fire. Burning, shooting, tearing, ripping, the pain was everywhere. But then the darkness closed in around Flare, thankfully cutting off the pain, and her screams, which had been echoing out from her room.

Flare gratefully let herself sink into the blackness that was unconsciousness.

Well? Did you like it? Please tell me you did! I love Kinden as a character. You'll be seeing more of him, so get used to him. Oh, I'm looking for a new character to add to this fic. So, send me in your charries and I may just pic one

Signing out

Shade