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Koenma, prince of the underworld, was busy with paperwork from the latest missions his employees, the reikai tantei, completed. Lately, the paperwork had grown small. Normally, that would be a good thing. IT wasn't, as his top fighters were missing in action.

"Dammit, where is Yusuke now!" He slammed his tiny fist into the desk. "Hasn't he found a lead YET? It's been two weeks now!"

Jorge, Koenma's servant, spoke up meekly. "Koenma, sir, Botan just called this morning. She said he was coming back probably late this evening."

Letting out an angry yell, Koenma, hopped down from his chair. "This is very serious! Kurama and Hiei have been missing for two weeks almost! If my dad catches word of this…!"

"But don't you have to worry more if he finds out Karasu escaped?" Jorge suggested.

"YES, YOU BAKA!" He hit his employee over the head with a rolled up paper. "That, above everything else, is going to get me killed! How could anyone escape the ferry girls! Even Botan was fooled!"

As if summoned by her name, Botan came running into the office. "Koenma, sir! Yusuke's back!"

"Where is he! Send him in!"

Botan blushed. "Um, he's at the first aid station right now."

Koenma blinked. "Yusuke's going for fist aid?"

"Just for an ice pack."

"Oh. I see. Well then, send him in when he's ready. It's most urgent."

A bedraggled form of the spirit detective was leaning against the doorframe. "I'm here, Koenma."

Koenma blinked again. "What happened to you?"

"I found a girl…who didn't like to be chased." Botan giggled, earning a glare from the detective. "IT WASN'T FUNNY!"

"So…did you find anything important? Any leads?" The mini-ruler wasn't kidding around either.

Yusuke grimaced. "That girl wasn't normal."

"A demon?"

"No. She was…I really don't know." Yusuke scratched his head, balancing his ice pack. "Her aura was really whacked…like she was made of five different people! That's impossible, but I did follow her."

Koenma crossed his tiny arms. "What happened?"

The black haired boy sighed. "When I ran up to her, she freaked, like she expected someone to attack her. She ran off, I followed. She turned around and uh, kicked me."

"You're a half demon lord who has killed off countless dangerous demons, yet a single girl causes your defeat." Koenma said coldly. "You truly are disgraceful to my name."

"Like I care…do you want to hear the rest of it?" Yusuke growled.

"Fine, go ahead."

"She was long gone when I recovered, so I decided to come back." Yusuke held up a bleeping watch. "But I managed to put a tracer on her. I followed her signal to the edge of Akita, on the suburbs. If me and Kuwabara go together, we can maybe get information out of her."

Closing his eyes thoughtfully, Koenma considered. "Hmm…she could be very useful in the investigation. She might be an innocent bystander, but still go after her. "

"Right." Yusuke turned and walked through the door. Botan trailed after him.

She looked nervous. "Yusuke, you won't really hurt that girl, will you?"

"Why not? What if she's a demon?"

"Well…she's still a little kid." Botan looked at her feet. "And you never know if she has an angry mother or father near by."

Yusuke laughed. "If I know demons, and I bet I do, they don't stay attached to their parents for long. She's probably just short like Hiei…oh shit! I gotta find those guys!"

With that, he ran down the hall at top speed, knocking down some ogres. Botan sighed.

"He's going to get someone killed someday."

---to Ayumi---

Ayumi's mother had a gray work van in their backyard. Ayumi and Mika used to play in it, pretending to drive, when they were younger. Now, poor Ayumi had to get it to work. She was not a good mechanic.

"Dammit!" She had her long black haired pulled back in a ponytail. Smudges of grease was on her face. "Why can't she do this! I've got to help Mika, not be a mechanic!"

She kicked the side of it, just to hear a bunch of clanging. She growled and picked up her hammer. "Stupid piece of junk!"

It sputtered and then died again. Ayumi was about to pick up the axe when she heard someone calling her name.

"Ayumi!" A familiar brown-headed teen poked her head out from the side of the house. "Hi! I just got back from Ms. Ryoko's!"

"Mika!" Ayumi ran up to her, her eyes wide. "How'd it go? Did she believe you?"

Mika smiled smugly. "Better than that, girl. She KNOWS about my guests. She even met them."

Staring blankly, Ayumi stood there. "Um, she met them? You mean, she can see them like I can see them?"

"No, she visited my mind, we all got aquatinted, Karasu likes her and Kuronue wanted her to sleep over."

Suddenly, Mika's eyes twitched and she rubbed her temples. "Owwwwww."

"You really shouldn't piss them off when you can't hit them back." Ayumi smirked, wiping her face with a rag. "Yuck, grease."

Mika raised her eyebrow. "What are you doing to the truck?"

"The Queen Biznitch is making me fix the stupid thing." Ayumi glared at the offending metal object. "I know you don't like cars, but could you help me fix it?"

"Hmm…" Mika stared at the truck. She was silent for a very long time. "Kuronue wants to have a go at it, don't ask me why."

Ayumi snickered. "Should I be worried?"

"Nah, I like to toy with new inventions." Mika's voice changed from smooth to a harsher, but yet joking tone. Obviously, Kuronue was in charge. "Hi, I'm Kuronue! You're Ayumi, right?"

"Yeah." Ayumi waved slightly. It was awkward getting re-introduced to her best friend. She pointed to the truck. "Well, try your worst. That piece of trash can burn in hell if you want."

Kuronue rolled up Mika's sleeves, smiling like an excited child on Christmas. "Awesome! Humans have everything! Almost makes me want to be reborn a human."

"Trust me, stay a demon." Ayumi tossed him a wrench.

The ex-thief bent over and looked into the engine. "Woah! It stinks in here! And so dirty. Youko would have a heart attack. Ok, let's see…that thing looks like you can turn it."

He twisted something and a loud bang came up from the inside. Laughing nervously, he scratched Mika's head. "Whoops, I guess it wasn't supposed to be twisted."

Kuronue bent over completely, digging into the mess of metal and other parts. Rummaging, he muttered things in another language, probably demonic. Ayumi struggled not to giggle. Suddenly, she heard a clang and the slight sound of crumbling.

"Are you ok?" She asked, peeking over the side.

"Yeah, but I think I just found the ground."

"What?"

"Oh wait, never mind, that's just the asphalt."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I have no idea." Kuronue straighten up, Mika's face smudged worse than Ayumi's. He looked at the wrench in his hand and back at engine. He shrugged and hit it dead in the center.

"HEY!" Ayumi grabbed the tool out of his hand. "Don't hit it—!"

Just as she said those words, the car shook and they heard the ignition turn on. Ayumi gaped.

"Holy Cheesecake, it worked!" She laughed and ran to the driver's side. "Wow! Even the air condition works!"

Kuronue smiled chibily. "Glad to be of service."

Ayumi turned and hugged him. "Thank you! My mom's gonna be so happy and that might mean I get a raise in my allowance!"

Quite pleased with himself, Kuronue decided to ask. "Hey, can you drive this thing? I saw Mika's mother driving one and lots of other humans."

"Uh…" Ayumi was only 15, like Mika. "I'm not allowed to drive the car."

He seemed actually disappointed. "You mean you don't know how?"

"I never said that." Ayumi grinned. "My mom's sleeping, so…want to go on a joy ride?"

"What ever that is, it sounds like fun!" Kuronue closed the front of the truck. "Mika's ok with it too. Kurama's just being a baby."

Ayumi smirked and got into the driver's side. She had drove once before when her mom was in the passenger's seat. If they got caught by the cops, they'd be in deep crap. But, she had a demon in the passenger's side. She'd be covered.

"Alright…let's cruise around the neighborhood." Ayumi turned the key again, hearing the engine roar. "Awesome."

She pulled her seatbelt around and peered over at the smiling Kuronue. "Hey, click it or ticket buddy."

He obviously didn't get it. "Huh? What's that black thing?"

"You're seat belt. You wear it for safety if we accidentally hit another car or another car hits us. Trust me and use it."

"Ok." The demon fumbled with the strap. Somehow, he managed to twist it all the way around, making it impossible to lock it in place. "Hell, how do you use this thing!"

"You know what? Forget it." Ayumi slowly backed out of the driveway, looking over her seat to see. "Mika must have to chug down a bottle of aspirin every hour with you guys and your constant pointless bantering."

"No, she doesn't take drugs. She does bang her head against the wall now and again."

Ayumi rolled her chocolate brown eyes. "That's worse." She pulled out into the street and started towards the end of it. Rolling down the window, she looked over at Kuronue. "So…anywhere in particular you want to go?"

"I never did get a breakfast of my own…" He looked down at Mika's stomach.

Laughing, Ayumi smiled. "Ok, we can hit the food court over at the mall. Just don't go demon on me and attack people."

"I'd only do that if they stole something from me. Me and Youko are the only ones who should steal things."

"Who the hell is Youko?" Ayumi finally asked.

Kuronue smirked. "My partner in crime, best friend and closest ally. You probably know him as Kurama, but he's still Youko Kurama to me."

"Oh yeah, you're a thief, aren't you?" Ayumi suddenly grinned. "Interesting. We'd be great shoplifting pals…"

"Shop-what?" Kuronue blinked. Suddenly, before Ayumi could tell him, something long and red landed on the front of the truck.

It took Ayumi five seconds to realize what it was. The many Bugs Bunny cartoons gave it away. "HOLY CRAP!"

She spun the wheel, making a sharp right turn, nearly colliding with another car. The object flung off, into the gully on the side of the road. Ayumi floored it, sending them far away from the gully.

"What was that?" Kuronue, slightly greened face from the suddenly motion, asked.

"Dynamite." Ayumi answered coldly. As if on cue, the gully exploded with a bright display of red and black smoke. Two cars passing by swerved in surprise, crashing into one another.

Kuronue gulped. "Uhh…!"

"And we have company." Ayumi looked at the rear-view mirror. A familiar black SUV was on their tail. "Tall, dark and gruesome is in sight at last!"

"But Karasu's in Mika's mind." Kuronue pointed out.

"No, you retard! The stalker dude is chasing us!"

The man, probably middle aged, grinned at her behind his steering wheel. Ayumi gave him the finger in reply. Taking this opportunity, the man held something out the his open window. It was a gun.

Instead of freaking out, Ayumi grew very pissed off. "Man, I am getting sick of all this weird crap happening to us! For once, why can't we lead a normal life!"

Something whizzed past their heads, breaking through the right side mirror. Ayumi growled and pressed down harder on the pedal. Kuronue was clueless.

"Um, should I let Mika take over?"

"That would be smart!" Ayumi shouted back.

In an instant, Mika was in control, gripping her seat. "What the hell have you two been doing! Is that a bullet hole!"

Ayumi rolled her eyes, turning sharply on the corner. "Nice of you to come back to Earth! Quick, zap him or stop his car!"

"Are you nuts!" Mika screamed, bewildered. "I don't have telekinesis and I have to be able to touch his hand or arm in order to zap him! Like I want him in my mind!"

"Then suggest something!"

"Fine, hand the wheel over to me!"

"WHAT! Hell no!"

Mika looked serious. "Listen, this guy wants to kill me or at least get us to stop. I've got four demons in my mind, itching to fight this dude. Let Kurama take over my body and drive, since he's going to be 16 soon anyway."

"What am I supposed to do then?" Ayumi asked angrily, though, using on hand to unbuckle herself.

"Throw as many hard things as you can out the window and hope you can aim."

Ayumi gave in reluctantly. "Why do your plans always consist of throwing things randomly?"

"Cause usually we're dealing with rabid squirrels throwing acorns at our houses." Mika grabbed the wheel as Ayumi moved to the back. "And besides, we've got an old guy going after us. His pacemaker will give out long before we run out of gas."

"I only put half a gallon in there." Ayumi said darkly.

"Then let's take a short cut." Now, her voice changed to a confident but yet mature voice. So this was the notorious Kurama. "Do hang on, Ms. Takei. I've only taken three driver's education classes."

"Those are more classes than I took and I got this far." Ayumi ducked as another bullet rammed into the metal side. She shouted at the back of the truck. "HEY! Knock it off! My mom is gonna kill me if this thing turns into Swiss cheese!"

Kurama didn't know the neighborhood, so he took turns randomly. The man in the SUV was still following them, despite he tight turns. Ayumi cursed rather viciously and loud.

"What do you want me to do, do a couple of flips to get him off our tail?" the cool voice teen asked, looking into the rear-view mirror. "He really does want us to pull over, doesn't he? Perhaps we should."

"If you do, I'm pushing you out first—KURAMA, WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" Ayumi shouted, staring out the front window. He was heading up a road towards what looked like a busy street.

"What's the matter?"

"THAT'S THE FRIGIN HIGHWAY!"

Kurama blinked. "Oh dear."

He pulled out sharply, skidding, nearly colliding with other cars. The stalker did the same thing, close on their tail. Kurama growled softly and pressed harder on the pedal. He drove past other cars, barely making it past a large truck. Ayumi clung to her seat, shivering.

"My God, Kurama, you drive like a maniac…"

"Doesn't matter, the man is gone."

Ayumi looked backwards. The man had disappeared from sight. She started to laugh. "Thank God—!"

Suddenly, Kurama pushed her head down, as another bullet came whizzing by, that would of hit her in the head.

"I have an idea on how to get this guy off our backs." Kurama said, not taking his eyes off the man who had pulled up next to them. "Open the back door and hang onto something."

Ayumi was about to ask why, but by the look in his…well Mika's eyes changed her. "A-alright."

She moved to the back of the truck, nearly falling over as Kurama sped up. She looked back, wearily. She gasped and did a double take. "WHA!"

There was no one driving the car at first glance, but as Ayumi stared harder, she saw the outline of the real Kurama, his red hair shining. Next to him, was the grinning Mika. Or Karasu.

"This is going to be an exercise everyone's gonna love." He walked steadily to the back of the truck.

"Great, what can you do? Create a shield?" Ayumi asked sarcastically.

Karasu just smirked. "Ever wonder why the brat calls me a terrorist?"

"Not a clue."

"Let's just say I like it when things explode." Karasu threw the doors open. Ayumi jerked forward, nearly falling over into the car behind them. Karasu grabbed her shirt collar. A few of the boxes tumbled out, causing many cars to slam on their breaks.

"Humans are absolutely helpless when it comes to real danger." He was standing straight like the speeding cars weren't bothering him.

Ayumi looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Interesting. You seem to defy the forces of gravity and human intelligence. Pull me in before that old guy and his wife in the car behind us has a heart attack."

Rolling Mika's eyes, Karasu flung her back into the front of the truck. He turned back to Kurama. "Go faster. I want this guy behind us."

Kurama nodded, the light shifting through him like he was glass. They moved ahead of several cars. The fox spirit called back. "Um, hurry up with what ever you're planning Karasu. The people in the other cars are freaking out."

"Why?"

"To them, no one's driving the car."

"I really hate humans." Karasu cracked his knuckles. "Come on, stalker. Get in range."

Another bullet whizzing past the front of his(her) nose. Karasu looked up and saw the man pulling over. Grinning insanely, Karasu waved at the guy. "Come and get me. Us. Whatever."

Ayumi picked up a tool box that had not been lost of the side of the car. "Get out of the way so I can throw this at the guy."

"I have a more sophisticated way." Karasu held up his right hand. Ayumi blinked.

"I don't see anything."

The demon sighed. "Oh course not. You're just a human."

"Sorry if that offends you…" Ayumi growled.

Karasu ignored her. The man pulled out another gun since he probably ran out of ammunition in the other one. The once evil demon took a position like he was going to throw something. "Time to say, bombs away."

Something flew out of Karasu's hand and was heading towards the SUV. The man gasped and tried to pull away. Something exploded on the side of his car. Ayumi watched as in seconds the whole car blew up in a giant ball of flames. The surrounding cars piled up on one another as they tried to avoid the explosion.

In one quick motion, Karasu reached and grabbed the handles of the doors and shut them. He felt the doors heat up as the fire hit the doors. "Move it Kurama."

"I'm already above the speed limit."

"NOW YOU BAKA!" Both Ayumi and Karasu shouted over the seat at the smiling Kurama.

"Alright…put your seatbelts on."

Ayumi was shaking slightly as she pulled hers around the seat. "Oh man…get us out of here before the cops come…"

"What's your problem?" Karasu was still standing.

"You just killed somebody…that does something to a person…a normal person."

Karasu chuckled. "You're pathetic. Even the brat would be pleased on how this turned—!"

They all heard a clanging sound and something whizzing into the car. Karasu turned around just as a bullet somehow passed through the door. Ayumi shrieked as it ripped through Mika's arm.

"KARASU, THAT BODY'S ON LOAN!" The black haired teen shouted.

"Damn, what the hell was that?" Karasu seethed, gripped Mika's shoulder. Blood leaked through his fingers. Suddenly it clicked. "DAMMIT WHY ISN'T HE DEAD YET!"

Kurama gasped as he looked out the side mirror, despite it being cracked. "He's standing next to his car."

"Forget him! Forget him! Just get us out of here!" Ayumi was gripping the seat. "PLEASE!"

"Alright, calm down." Kurama sped up and pulled in front of some cars. He looked up at the exit sign. "I can't turn around here. We have to go to Tokyo. My mother lives there, so we're ok on somewhere to rest."

"Um, Kurama, dear, have you forgotten that you're almost invisible to us and don't exist to every other human? Is your beloved mother psychic?" Karasu asked in a pretend sweet voice.

Kurama grimaced. He hated when Karasu was right. "Fine, we go to Genkai's."

Ayumi 's breathing was normal again. "Wh-who's that?"

"My sensei and someone who can probably help us get out of this jam." Kurama smiled back, pulling down the exit ramp. "Besides, Yusuke and Kuwabara, my companions, live here too."

"Ooh, we're going to your house!" Suddenly everyone knew Mika was in control. She stood bent over for a second before screaming, "OWWWWWWW! MY ARM!"

"Mika, Karasu got a bullet stuck in your arm." Ayumi purposely sounded like a tattletale.

Kurama looked up, concerned. "This is serious. Are you alright, Mika?"

Her teeth tight and clamped, Mika gripped her arm. "I've been better for sure."

She suddenly blinked and moved to the back. She opened the doors partly and saw the smoke rising up. "WICKED! What did Karasu do!"

"He is the not-so-human terrorist." Ayumi muttered as Mika closed the door.

"Should we turn him over to the FBI for a reward?" Kurama laughed.

"I'd have to come along too…" Mika sweatdropped. "And I am not in the mood to be arrested."

Walking over again, she looked down at Kurama. "Hey, wanna rejoin again?"

"Why? I like driving like this."

"One, it looks like no one's driving the car and two, I'm getting tired."

Kurama looked up at her momentarily, smiling. "You've made your point."

In a small flash, Mika's body was in the driver's seat. "Um…AYUMI, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DRIVE A CAR!"

The girl looked up at the ceiling, as if to ask a higher being. "Out of the frying pan into the fire, hmm?"

Or something like that…

SORRY! I'm rushed, I'm home sick today and I wanted to get this chapter out of my hair! Please review though!

-Youko Kurama is obviously a fox. Foxes like their dens very clean and neat. Soo…a dirty car engine would be a very unhappy place for Youko.

-"Click it or ticket Buddy." Is a saying my friend uses. No taking:D

-Kurama's age? I have no clue. He is 15 when the series starts…

-Please do know that all laws of physics and common sense are to be bended in this fic. Don't flame me cause of the car chase. I had no clue what I was doing…

-"time to say, bombs away" is from the DVD 'Youko Kurama'. I love that line:D

-Ayumi and Mika are only 15. Of course they will flip out in this situation and act immature. They're kids! (but older than me…)

-Where do the reikai tantei live? I'm guessing Tokyo. If not, who cares. This is a FAN fiction anyway…