Authoress here.

I know I should be doing my homework, considering there's quite a lot of it left to do (shakes fist at school) but I can't help loving my stories!

My sincerest apologies if I spelled Kurama's human name wrong. Every time I watch YYH with captions on when they call him by that name, it's spelled differently. I just sounded it out. Sorry, Emiko, if I got it wrong! (bows)

For reference as to who Emiko is, read PenPusherM's Yujo Chronicles, Emiko's Story. I'm going to use her in my story anyway. If you don't feel like reading it, she's Kurama's demon mate in a human body.

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"A psychic?"

"Did I stutter?" Hiei turned his red eyes to Kuwabara, who glared in response.

Kurama glanced over at the unconscious Ayame thoughtfully. "A psychic must have been sending her messages and images all this time, and that's how she knew about the Jagan Eye and your Spirit Gun, Yusuke."

Yusuke shrugged. "Makes sense. But now we've got even more to worry about."

Hiei retied his headband firmly around his forehead, covering his third eye, before saying, "I can still sense the demon energy. Strange..."

"What's strange?"

"It's coming from your house now, Kurama."

Kurama looked concerned, and his emerald eyes flickered around the room. A demon in his home could have meant his human mother, who was sleeping upstairs, was in danger. Although he was not really her child, he loved her like a mother anyway. Two people meant the world to him: his mother, and his girlfriend Emiko. If either was to be hurt by a demon, the offending demon would promptly be cut in two.

Kuwabara felt something brush against his leg, and jumped, letting out a cry that broke the gathering silence. "Momo?"

"You grabbed her for dear life when we ran here," Yusuke said with a snicker, eyeing the cat. "Tough guy Kuwabara likes kittens," he finished mockingly.

"Shut up, Urameshi! So does she!" he replied with a gesture towards Ayame.

"Yeah, but she's a girl," Yusuke responded.

Kuwabara sighed. "Ya just don't get it, do ya?"

"You're a pansy?"

Momo leapt onto Kuwabara's lap and rubbed the side of her face against Kuwabara's hand, purring loudly. "No. I just like cats, okay?"

"Whatever, Kuwabara. You don't have to get so pissed off about it." Yusuke crossed the room to toss a blanket over Ayame, who had just shivered in her unconscious state. "This is just gettin' too weird."

Hiei strode to the door abruptly. "I'm leaving. I can't stand looking at you any longer." With that, he exited Kurama's house and ran off at a breakneck speed.

Kurama sighed, but smiled. "That's Hiei for you."

Ayame's eyes opened after a pause, and she sat up groggily. Momo's green eyes fixated on her owner, and she mewed softly. "Did I...faint again?"

"Yeah," Yusuke replied, his voice devoid of anything that could resemble gentleness. "Right after saying some stuff a human kid wouldn't know."

Ayame sighed and sat up. "I don't know how I knew any of that. Just, suddenly...it was there."

"I suppose it's hopeless for us to avoid telling you the truth any longer," Kurama said, running a hand through his red hair. "Ayame..."

He proceeded to explain Spirit World and everything that went along with it to Ayame, who sat in silence.

"Now that you're involved, I'm afraid we'll have to talk to Koenma," he said apologetically. "It would seem that this psychic has some sort of connection to you."

Momo hopped onto Ayame's lap, and she stroked her back affectionately. "This is a little much for one day, I think. By the way, I thought your name was Shuichi."

Kurama laughed good-naturedly. "I must have skipped over that detail. Hiei and I are both demons, but my story is a bit different than his. I fell into the human world, right into the body of my human mother. I became her child, but I'm really much older than 15."

Ayame nodded, satisfied with the explanation and resisting the urge to make a perverted comment. She was still absorbing the knowledge of another dimension beyond her own. She pet Momo thoughtfully. "Demons...another world..."

She was too deep in thought to even care about the short brown hair falling in her eyes. It was quite a sight by this time, considering she had already fainted twice in one day and had been carried at a run to Kurama's house.

The blanket had fallen onto her lap and was still covering her legs, and one of her hands clenched it tightly. She was afraid, but determined not to show it. "So this psychic...is here right now?"

"It seems impossible, but yes," Kurama replied. "I can sense it in this very room as well. I can't pinpoint exactly where."

Ayame shivered and looked hurriedly around the room. "If there was something here, I could see it...right?" she asked worriedly.

Kurama nodded, but Yusuke fielded the question. "You could see the Jagan Eye and the Spirit Gun so even without that psychic, you're still not exactly normal. You have some awareness to this kind of stuff, so I wouldn't be to worried."

A nod was all she offered as an answer.

"I can feel it in here," Kurama said suddenly. "It's...laughing at us." His eyes flickered around the room, trying to spot the demon.

"It's not a powerful demon, really," Kuwabara said reassuringly. "Just a run of the mill psychic."

"A run of the mill psychic," she repeated skeptically, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well...yeah. There's a ton of 'em out there. Hiei is one, but this guy's no where near as strong as him." Kuwabara smiled confidently. "Shouldn't be a piece of cake."

Ayame pulled the blanket around her, tucking her legs underneath her so that her feet were no longer resting on the floor. "The demon followed us here?"

"It would seem so."

"You're human, so it sure as hell isn't you," Yusuke explained. "But there's some weird demon energy around here. It's not normal, either. It has something to do with you, though."

"I didn't ask for your opinion." Yusuke glanced over at Ayame as she continued. "It's a bit much to kidnap me after breaking my kitchen window, then start making accusations about all this shit."

Yusuke rolled his eyes. "You sound like my mother."

"Your mother doesn't need to come into this conversation, Urameshi," she snapped, her eyes glinting.

Kurama sighed. Another argument started between two obviously stubborn people. "Is this really necessary?"

Ayame fell silent and averted her eyes from Yusuke. "I'm sorry," she said honestly. "I...this is all new to me. I'm still struggling to believe all this. Just ten minutes ago, I thought demons were made up to scare little kids, and now I'm sitting on one's couch."

She sighed. "I think I should go home now."

"No." The forcefulness of Yusuke's reply startled her. "You can't leave until we figure out what the hell is going on. You have to meet Koenma tomorrow."

With a quick glance at the clock (12:36 AM), she replied, "Today."

"Stop it with this smart ass shit, alright?" he shouted. She merely blinked, seeming totally unaffected. "We're gonna talk to Koenma and get this shit sorted out in the morning."

Ayame stood up, letting the blanket fall to the carpeted floor. "I'm going home."

Yusuke moved to stand in her way. "No you aren't."

"I'm not spending the night at his house."

"It would be safer if you did," Kurama said calmly. "If it will make you feel better, I can invite my girlfriend so you won't be the only girl here."

Ayame exhaled slowly. Then, "I guess that would be okay, then."

Kurama headed for the phone. "I'll call her, then."

Ayame ran a hand through her unruly hair. "This is going to be one hell of a night."

END CHAPTER

Is it bad that this chapter is longer than my history day report as of right now?

I should get back to work.

Authoress out.