A/N: I have just had a great idea! It came to me while I was walking and listening to 'Mockingbird'! (By Eminem, so I don't incite any name rights lawsuits.)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that isn't mine, either with Harry Potter or with Spirited Away. I only own Koi, Iku, Fumi, Tantou, and Arata and Akio. (New characters! yay!)

The No-Face looked taken aback by Koi's screech, and held out its hand again. On its palm, the dripping wet dustbunny also looked quizzically at her.

"Phew!" she sighed, wiping her forehead dramatically. "You really had me worried for a second there, No-Face."

"Aaaaaaah." it handed her the dustbunny, and retreated back into the shadows.

"Thanks though!" Koi called out, and motioned for Fumi and Iku to gather around. "This is going to be good, I can tell."

Yubaba paced the room, then turned to the boys in front of her. "So I ask for some capable magic users, and all I get is you?"

"Hey, listen, lady," one of the twins said, sounding bored, "I have had more training than you, I'm more capable at magic than you, and since you're the one calling for outside assistance, we're probably smarter than you too. So don't go dissing our age!"

The other one was examining her heads with interest, his head bobbing up and down as the heads bounced around him, completely oblivious to their conversation.

"Now lady, our specialties are as follows. Mine are fireprotectionburningcontrollingtimemanipulationandmindcontrollingspells and earthhealingmanipulationnaturaldisasterstelekinesissuperstrengthanimalspeechandtransformation. Arata's are airflightclairvoyan cesuperspeedmanipulationtelepathyandteleportation and waterbreathingunderwaternaturaldisastersandmanipulation."

"What?" Yubaba hadn't taken any of his rapidly spoken commentary.

"Nothing." Arata sat up straighter. "So, I don't know if Akio's asked you this yet, but what are we supposed to do?"

"I don't know if this is bothering you, but this is creeping me out." Fumi stared around her at the many dustbunnies. They carpeted the floor, making it black as far as the lantern light could shine.

"Not me. I'm just wondering who's going to clean all this up tomorrow. I'd better not." Iku sighed.

"Don't worry, you won't be cleaning." Fumi lay on her bed, feet up to avoid stepping on any dustbunnies. "I will though." she wrinkled her nose.

"How do you get to look at the advanced schedules?" Iku played with a little dustbunny that had hopped up next to her.

"I don't." Fumi was about to say more, when Koi entered the room.

"Well, it's all good folks, everything's working out." she whispered. "I was able to procure a map of the area. The dustbunnies will have to climb up the evevator shaft, squeeze into Yubaba's study, and sneak around her in the shadows in the corners of her room. Once you get to the desk, I'll need one of you to open every drawer, and another one to search through the files until you find a piece of paper, with markings like this-" she drew the name Kohaku River in the soot on her bed. "And then you have to take it, roll it up, and do the whole thing again in reverse. Do I have any volunteers?"

The room was silent for a minute as the dustbunnies digested her information, then the room became a bedlam of waving arms and carefully muffled squeaks.

"I can see this isn't going to work. It's amazing that the other workers are able to sleep through this." Iku told her sister sarcastically.

"Shut up." Koi hissed. "Unless you have a better idea?"

Iku turned her back on her sister. "I need the biggest one of you, the smallest one of you, and the most athletic of you."

This caused quite a stir among the dustbunnies. They squeaked and waved their arms and legs, searching for certain ones in the center of the crowd.

A tiny dustbunny was tossed up onto Iku's bed by the masses. Floundering around in the blankets, it finally topped a ridge and stood like Sir Edmund Hillary for a second, looking down at those assembled below it. It then turned around and stared up at Iku, then was nearly flattened as a dustbunny nearly three times the size of it was flung up onto the bed, followed by one that gracefully vaulted over the large one. This one was the one that had followed them to Zeniba's, and carried messages for Haku.

"Are you reallythe most athletic?" Iku asked it. It nodded and did a few cartwheels, followed by a front and back flip and a handstand. When it was done with its little routine, it stood proudly and looked to see what Iku had thought.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to eat my words then. Listen. I'll call you-" she tapped the top of the little one's head, "Mitsu. And you…" she touched the huge one, "Kuma. And you, you little athletic one, will be Saku." She looked at all the assembled dustbunnies staring at her with the rapt attention of students just before a huge test trying to learn what they had missed by sleeping throught the other classes in five minutes. "Class dismissed."

All the dustbunnies flowed out of the window, with the exception of Mitsu, Kuma and Saku, who trotted out the door, Saku bouncing ahead of the other two, and Mitsu lagging behind due to its size.

The next morning, Koi and Fumi were assigned cleaning up their rooms, just as Fumi had predicted. Iku was put to work with dishwashing again. She scrubbed her dishes lazily, as the drier was ignoring her, and she was ignoring the drier.

An object thudded onto her foot, making her glance down quickly. Saku waved up at her, and immediately broke into an unmistakable tap dance. She smiled down at it, the handed her dish to the drier. "I have to go." she told him. He nodded distractedly, wiping off the dish.

Iku pulled off her apron, and threw it at the sink. She ran out of the room, stopping in the hallway.

Kuma and Mitsu held the ends of a scroll. Iku stared at it, then asked breathlessy, "Is this it?"

Both of them nodded, and rolled the scroll out flat on the ground. Iku knelt down to read it. It was a page torn out of a book, old and faded, with it's printing almost impossible to read. She squinted towards it, and read:

have special powers."

This is so especially in some cases where humans receive prolonged access to spirits. The term for these people is Spirit-Chosen. They have been proven to have such powers as clairvoyance, controlling time, transportation, breathing underwater, telekinesis, the ability to fly, extreme strength or speed, transformation, mind control, incredible healing powers, or controlling an element.

The longer one of the Spirit-Chosen remains with the spirits, the more likely that person is to have these powers, but usually only a week ought to bring out these tendencies in people. More than one power may be awoken, in fact, in cases where a human had spent over three hundred years with the spirits; he had all of the above powers and could control all the elements.

There is a special group for these people, used for training them to use their powers. Usually it simply trains them to control them, but it may sometimes make them into well-trained sorcerers, with power on par to that of those spirit mages. It is found

"Agh!" Iku turned over the paper, but the writing on the other side was too faded to read. "This is incredible! I wonder if Fumi knows. She's been living here long enough, certainly! But-" Iku sat down hard on the ground. "You didn't find the contract? Oh dear." she tapped her chin. "If you could try again, and make sure to see this name." she drew it on the floor with the soap bubbles left on her hands.

The dustbunnies nodded and ran off again.

Iku reread the paper, wondering if she was missing something. "The Spirit-Chosen." she whispered, and nearly had a heart attack when her sister's voice rang out behind her.

"Yo Sis!" Koi said. "What do you have there?"

"Read this." Iku handed Koi the paper; she skimmed through it, then glanced up at Iku. "Spirit-Chosen? Sounds a little to much like Harry Potter to me. 'The Boy Who Lived', 'the Chosen One', you know?"

"This is very different, Koi." Iku stood up.

"What's Harry Potter?" Fumi joined their group, still holding a mop.

"Probably the most popular book series since paper was invented." Koi held out the paper. "Thismost likelyapplies to you."

"What is-" Fumi started to ask a question, when she was interrupted by a voice from behind her.

"What are you doing?"

The three girls spun around and stared at the two boys standing right behind them in the corridor.

"It's getting crowded in here." Koi observed.

One of the twins smiled. "Of course. I am Arata. This is my brother Akio."

"Arata, blue and white. Akio, red and brown. All right then. Is there anything that you might need?" Koi was all business, hiding the piece of paper she held in her hand.

"I'm not sure. Do you know where I might be able to find a pot I might be able to use?" Akio was the one who spoke this time.

"Of course, follow me." Koi spun and handed the mop she had leaned on the wall to Fumi. "Can you take care of this?"

"Of course." Fumi smiled at her, and turned and went into the kitchen, followed by Iku.

"I don't get this." Fumi rinsed the mop heads off in the sink. "Why would Yubaba want to bring in two sorcerers, when she is very powerful herself?"

"Maybe they specialize in something." Like training other human sorcerers. They certainly looked human to me. Iku added silently. Maybe they're here to take someone away to that training group. Someone who has lived here among the spirits a long time. Someone like- "Fumi!" she cried out.

"What?" Fumi hanging up the mops, called over her shoulder.

"Did you read that paper?"

"No." Fumi sat on an overturned bucket and flattened the paper in question out of its little crumpled ball.

"How'd you get that?" Iku sat on a bucket next to her.

"Koi passed it to me with the mop." Fumi squinted at the paper.

"I hope you know this is an unauthorized break time for you two." Both girls jumped and looked up at Koi, who was holding Tantou.

"You say that to everybody, don't you?" Koi asked the cat, who nodded.

"I don't see why we're doing a shrinking potion. I mean, how is that going to help anything?" Arata, sitting on one of the counters, ran his fingers through his messy black hair.

"Are you the potion expert here?" Akio waved a stirrer at his twin and glared at him.

"No…but what are you going to do with it?"

"I don't know yet…but it's going to work!"

"Akio, that's like saying you've written the next Mozart Requiem, but you don't know what those little black things on the page are. I know what to do, though." Arata jumped down and walked over to his brother.

"And you had to ask me first."

"How else am I going to have you act dumb?"

Akio glared at his brother, who was leaning against the counter.

"My plan is this. We slip the potion into whatever she drinks, and then, when she gets smaller, we take her…what?"

Akio held up his hand. "I hear something."

Arata fell silent and glanced around him, drawing on his telepathic magic. He felt a consciousness, but it was as if it was being shielded by something; he couldn't figure out where exactly it was. He felt it moving…moving out of the room.

Spinning back to the potion, he stirred it briskly. "It's gone, whoever it was."

Akio looked around and joined his brother at the cauldron. "But how come you didn't catch the person?" he whispered.

"There is no need to whisper, Akio. The person left."

"I do not see how you can eat that stuff." Koi stared at Fumi fascinatedly as she nibbled off the tail of a burnt lizard.

"It's good!" Fumi protested. She took a sip of her tea to clear her mouth and glared at Iku, who was shielding her face from the sight of Fumi's unusual food choice.

"I'm sure it is, Fumi." Iku leaned beck in her chair. "But if I were you, I wouldn't drink any more tea. Those two new sorcerers who came here are plotting something, and they spiked your tea with shrinking potion."

Fumi choked and put her tea down decidedly quickly. Koi sighed and rested her chin on her hands. "So they're evil? Pity. I thought they were cute."

"Koi, you would think anyone's cute after being locked in a bathhouse with guys who look like toads for a few weeks." Iku raised an eyebrow and sipped some of her own tea. "They were though."

"Too bad they were trying to poison Fumi here." Koi sighed again. "Don't worry Fumi, we won't let anything happen to you. Unless you want them to happen."

"Hey, you know, with friends like you, who needs anything more?" Fumi ran her fingers through her hair. "Unless you mean one of those cute guys…"

"No! They're mine!" Koi crossed her arms.

A/N: Hah! No cliffie! Anyway, I need suggestions? Should I put in a romance? Some fighting? Should someone DIE? (I'm just really bored right now, so I need to make my writing more exciting.) PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE! I'm begging you on my knees here people! PLEASE!