A.D: here's chapter two. ; ) I hope you guys like it. Thanks for the reviews too.

'Mika talking'
#Kurama#
/Hiei/
:Karasu:

-A/N just so ya know, the conversations between the characters happens a lot, and it can get confusing. It may seem weird with all the talking, but the conversations they have are dang hilarious! there's my reason for madness.

Disclaimers at beginning...warnings at beginning... OK!

Mika opened her own eyes and saw she was laying flat on her back in her front yard. Judging that the sun was in the same spot it had been in before, she knew she hadn't been 'gone' for very long. Brushing herself off, she got up and headed for the door. Her father was lounging in the living room, watching television just how she had left him.

"H-hi, dad," she said.

"Hmm."

Alright, he didn't notice anything. Mika rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen. Her mother was at the stove, preparing for dinner. Gathering up her courage, Mika walked up to her.

"Yes, honey?" her mother asked absentmindedly as she added salt to the soup.

"Mom, what do you know about demons?"

Her mother nearly dropped the salt shaker. "What? Mika, please! If you think our house is inhabited by imaginary demons—!" she cried, angry.

"No." Mika knew she should have kept her mouth shut, but this was important. Who else could she go to for help? "They do not exist in the house."

"Where then?" her mother tried to keep sarcasm out of her voice.

"My mind."

Her mother stared at Mika blankly for a second before glaring. "Mika, that's it. Your father and I have tried to give you help, but you continue to shove all the psychologists aside—!"

"—They don't help!" Mika tried to reason. This was not what she wanted.

"—And now you're saying you have spirits inside your mind?!" her mother continued angrily, her voice rising. "What can we do about you?"

Mika growled and glared fiercely back. "Disown me for all I care. I'm sorry I don't meet up to your expectations as a perfect daughter," she snapped back.

"Mika Murasaki!" Her father had appeared at the doorway. He had heard her fiery comment. "Get to your room this instant!"

"With pleasure," Mika muttered, slipping away. She stomped back into the hallway and slammed her door open, slamming it shut again once inside. Then, she felt tears form in her eyes.

Her friends' parents never did that to their kids. Her own tyrant parents expected her to be a perfect student, a perfect athlete and perfectly sane. She was everything but sane. They hated her for that. Now, just when she needed them to be parents and help her, they pushed her away. Mika clenched her fists and bowed her head onto her knees.

'Do they even care about me?' Mika thought, wiping her eyes.

#Obviously.#

Mika's eyes widened. "Huh?! Who said that?" she exclaimed, looking around. Shit, was she really going insane?

#I'm sorry. Did you forget about us all together?# the voice chuckled.

'Kurama?'

#Yep.#

'Wow...I totally forgot you guys were there...'

#Are you alright? I felt your sadness...and your thoughts. What happened between you and your parents, if you don't mind me asking.#

Mika sighed aloud and rubbed her head. Great. Now, she had a headache. 'Just an argument. Where are Hiei and gay-guy?' she asked, trying to change the subject.

#Hiei went somewhere to explore and Karasu went off somewhere to heal his pride.#

'Ha, stupid gay-guy'

:I'M NOT GAY DAMMIT!:

'Whoa, you heard me?'

/You're thoughts are on loud speaker, Murasaki./

'Oh, I guess I'll just have to think softer—WAIT A MINUTE! How do you know my name?'

/It's on your door./

'What door?'

/Your memory files door./

'Oh.' Mika then realized what he said. 'Hey, what are you doing in my MEMORIES?'

Hiei snorted /I had to check out your past, fool. What if you were a weak human shell?/

#I take it you approve?# Kurama said coolly.

/Yes. She's as stubborn and fight-loving as the Detective, but also has common sense./

:Let me see those memories.:

#Yes, I'd like to see them as well.# Kurama meant well, but...

'NO! EVERYONE OUT!' Mika shouted angrily, surprising the demons. 'THOSE ARE MY PRIVATE THOUGHTS YOUR MESSING WITH!'

/Tough luck/ Hiei replied. /We're part of you now, so we have the right to scan your thoughts./

'THAT IS PURE BULL SHIT!'

:My my, what a temper.:

'I'M WARNING YOU PEOPLE! ESPECIALLY YOU GAY GUY! KEEP OUT!'

:Oh, a human brat is threatening us!: Karasu laughed evilly.

Inside her mind, Hiei opened the memory room again. On the brown wooden door, there was a plain sign that said 'Mika's Memory Room.' In the center of the gray walled room was a small cardboard box.

/What the—?/ Hiei took a step in, surprised. Wait, there was a lot more boxes earlier! Mika must have moved them!

He took another step, preoccupied with looking around for more boxes. Suddenly, with a whoosh of wind, his foot fell out from beneath him and Hiei was soon looking upside down at the floor.

/MIIIIIIKKKKKKAAAAAA!!!!!/

'Whoopsy, did I do that now?'

Karasu was laughing hysterically, leaning on the door for support. Hiei had somehow missed seeing a cord of rope on the floor and it was like an old cartoon trick in action. The rope had pulled upwards just as Hiei put his foot down on top of it. Meaning...Hiei was hanging from the ceiling, tied to a rope.

Kurama, on the other hand, was rolling his eyes. #You three act like children!#

'Well excuse me for putting up self-defense trap! I swear, I'll put worse ones up if you two go in there!'

:Worse? This one is pathetic!:

'Well, they utter humiliate you, right?'

:...well...:

'HA! FEAR ME!'

:Did you know you really suck?:

'Yeah, I found that out years ago.'

/Sorry to interrupt your lovely conversation but...GET ME DOWN DAMMIT!!!/

'Say your sorry.'

/I, the wielder of the Jagan eye AND the Dragon of the Darkness Flame, DO NOT apologize to sneaky, double-crossing human brats!/

'Then you can view the floor like ceiling till you pass out, for all I care.'

#I don't think we can pass out in these forms...#

'Excuse me then, I mean you can view the ceiling till you DIE.'

/You're not helping, fox./

::Don't help him! Let the midget fend for himself.::

/I've fended for myself since I was able to hold a sword!/

'And that was when? A week ago?'

/ARGH!!! WHEN I GET DOWN YOU ARE A DEAD HUMAN! YOUR PARENTS WILL NEVER FIND YOUR REMAINS! YOU HEAR ME?!/

'Loud and clear.' Mika stretched in the real world and walked over to her bed. She flung herself into the pillows and said, 'Besides, my parents would care less if I was murdered by a man inside my mind.'

Kurama scoffed gently. #I'm sure they would care, Murasaki.#

'Oh, you're right! They would be pissed off because I wasn't killed by a TALL guy. I have to be the best, even while dying.'

:My, your parents are picky.:

/You ARE NOT helping yourself!/

'I didn't PLAN to help myself.'

:I'm starting to like your cynical side, kid.: Karasu smirked.

'Oh joy. I am loved by gay guy.'

:FORGET I SAID ANYTHING!: Mika snickered as she mentally saw Karasu throw his arms up in disgust.

Kurama sighed. #Do we always have to fight like this?#

:'Yes.': Both Karasu and Mika replied.

/You.../

'What?'

/...I can't breathe.../

:Take a breath of brain air, fool.:

/Seriously...I...can't use my lungs dammit!/

Hiei...?

:AH, HE'S TURNING BLUE!:

'OOPS!'

In the memory room, the cross-eyed Hiei fell to the floor. Kurama rushed up to his friend and sat him up.

#Hiei are you alright?#

/... Gah.../ Hiei shook his head, as if trying to get his senses back. /Where is that brat?/ he hissed.

'MWAHAHA! You know you've lived when you make a strong willed man fall senseless!'

/YOU ARE DEAD MURASAKI! STONE-COLD DEAD!/

'That didn't even make sense.' Mika smirked. 'And besides, kill me later. I'm gonna call my friend, ok?'

#But I thought you were grounded.#

'Kurama...they said I had to go to my room. That doesn't mean I can't use that phone.'

The redhead demon rolled his eyes. #Ah.#

'Okay, I get it now. Kurama's the mommy, I'm the chaotic child of doom, Karasu's the daddy and Hiei's the moody teenager!'

:Did you suggest what I think you just suggested?:

Mika smiled childishly on her bed and hugged herself. 'WE'RE ONE BIG HAPPY MESSED UP FAMILY!'

/I WILL NEVER BE PART OF YOUR FAMILY! NEVER, YOU PSYCHO BITCH!/

'Kurama, he's yelling at me.'

#Hiei, that's not nice at all.# Kurama said, smiling.

Karasu began to laugh hysterically again. :I'm really beginning to enjoy this!:

/Why are you getting angry at me, fox?!/

#She's a kid and our host. Be a little courteous.#

/WHAT!? COURTEOUS TO THAT INSANE WITCH?/

'Kurama, he called me a name'

#Hiei!#

/I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!./ With an angry yell, he marched out of the memory room, kicking the door frame.

In the real world, that caused an effect on Mika. Her eyes widened and she grasped her head in her hands. "GAAAAAHHH! HIEI DON'T KICK THAT!" she cried.

Obviously, Hiei heard her. A large, sadistic grin appeared on his face. /Oh, you mean, don't kick THIS?!/ He slammed his foot into the door frame again, causing it to shudder. Mika yelped out loud and gripped her head harder.

'DO THAT AGAIN AND YOU FIND YOURSELF PERMANENTLY ATTACHED TO THE CEILING!'

/Don't care!/ He kicked her one last time and walked off, seeming towards the end of the grassy plain.

Mika twitched. 'I'll get him later.'

:It seems your mind's astral projections are your weakness.:

'Don't even think about it, mask-boy. I'll make you trapped in my birthday memories.'

:What's so bad about them?:

'You've obviously never been to a human birthday party with over-emotional parents.'

:...Uh, so?:

'Karasu, trust me. You never want to see the horrors of my childhood. And I have a sneaking suspicion you'll feel every emotion I did those god forsaken days.'

:Suddenly...I'm actually scared.:

Mika laughed out loud and grabbed her cordless phone. Pausing for a moment in silent thought, she dialed an all-too familiar number. She heard the person pick up.

"Hey Ayumi," she said. "It's Mika."

"Hey, kiddo! What's up?" Ayumi replied, perky.

"Lots," Mika said causally. "And I've got a problem."

"Oh. What's the problem?"

"Well, to start it off, my parents are psycho-ing out on me, I've got three strange demons in my subconscious and one of them is gay."

"..." Ayumi, if Mika could see her, was probably was staring blankly at the phone. "...Do you want me to come over?"

"Yeah."

"'Kay, be there in 5."

"Roger." Mika hung up the phone and got up.

#...was that you're friend?#

'Yep. Name's Ayumi Takei and she's my best and closest friend I have.'

:Why do I have a feeling she's gonna be even more weird than YOU?:

'Well...she's a punk and likes to laugh at other's pain. Just like YOU.'

:Eternal Joy be mine.:

#Inari give me strength.#

'Who? Oh wait, you're a fox demon. Or a some type like that, right?'

Kurama looked surprised. #How'd you know?#

'I can sense your aura and its even stronger in my mind. It's like a flashing neon sign to me.'

:So, you have some worth.:

'Har har, I'm glad I apply to you.'

:Hey, you're the one who started our feud.:

'Oh yeah? How?'

::COUGH-GAYCALLING-COUGH::

'Suck it up, wussy. And you call yourself a demon?'

:Well you're just a human.:

'Well, you're just ugly.'

#WILL BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP FOR ONCE?!#

'Jeez, Kurama, you don't have to yell.'

#Sorry, but your constant bickering is driving me insane!#

/Wow, you too?/

:Ah, the vanquished returns.:

/Shut up, you mother fuc—/

'HEY HEY HEY! Watch your language midget! My mind can put up censors!'

Mika rolled her eyes as Hiei began to shout things not suitable to put in writing. Taking this time to ignore her over-hyper guests, she walked over to the window and opened it. Peering out, she saw Ayumi running up the street.

This drew the girl back to a memory she loved to cherish. It was of the first time she had met Ayumi...about five years ago. (Mika's fourteen, going to be fifteen in April)

-----Mika's Memory Sequence----

10-year-old Mika sighed and leaned back in her chair. Her mother had yet again told her the bad stories about bad friends. Just because she had talked to a black-haired, pale faced girl, her mother went on a 'don't-you-hang-with-gothic-children' discussion that lasted an hour. Just to spite her mother she invited the girl over.

Suddenly the door bell rang. Leaping from her desk chair, Mika went into the living room and opened the door. A girl her age with long black hair smiled back at her.

"Hi Mika!"

As her mother's words came back to her, Mika grinned broadly. "Hiya! Wanna be best friends?"

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"Oh the memories," Mika said with a grin as she climbed out the window.

A.D: LOL! Ayumi, for now, is the only person who believes Mika about the troublesome trio of mass destruction. Cruel of me, no? I hope this chapter was amusing. I sure have fun making their conversations! Mwa, prepare for even more random talk later on...especially when a 'friend' shows up. lol, to be truthful...I ain't telling who cause that would ruin the surprise! See ya all next time I post...which will be relatively soon, hopefully!