Sniffle No reviews for the last one... I hope that doesn't mean you guys don't like it... :-(

I know it's been a while since I've updated this one, partly because it wasn't doing good in the reviews department, and the other part was, well, name it and it has happened lately... DRAMADRAMADRAMA! Anyway, I'm back now and should be updating regularly again...

If you don't know what Kaisei and Fubuki look like, go to my profile page and follow the link! In addition to the pics of Kai's daggers, there are some screen shots there of the characters from the Three Kings saga.

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"Uuuuuh, anybody got any ideas?" Kuwabara asked, slowly backing away from the dirt-demons that were coming toward them.

"I've got a couple," Kaisei responded. Kuwabara saw that he had both fists clenched, and his energy surrounded them.

"Yeah, I think I've got one, too." Kuwabara looked at Yusuke, and saw that his index finger was starting to glow.

Kuwabara looked around to see that Fubuki's fists were also clenched and starting to glow a purplish color. "Shall we?" she asked.

"We shall," responded everyone but Kuwabara. He was just about to protest, and tell Fubuki that this might get a little dangerous, but as he watched his 4 comrades dive into the mass of demons, he noticed that she was the one leading the boys in! Never mind that he guessed...

"Hey, Kuwabara! You comin'?" Yusuke's voice rang out from amidst the brawl.

"Yes, if it's not too much trouble, we could use some help!" Kurama seconded from another part of the now-flying rubble.

"Oh yeah!" Kuwabara said, snapping out of his daze. "Spirit Sword!" With that, he started to run in, then, stopped, staggered, and called to his team, "You guys just save some for me! I'll be there in a minute!"

"WHAT? Whattya mean in a minute? If you need to take a leak, stupid, this isn't the time!" Yusuke shouted.

"Dammit, Urameshi! The sword's just makin' me a little dizzy! That's all! It's been a while, ya know!"

No one noticed Fubuki's comment to her brother, who was fighting right by her side. "This is what Koenma sent us to find?"

"WHAT? HAVEN'T YOU EVER HEARD OF TRAINING IN THE OFF SEASON?"

"OH SHUT UP! I'LL PROBABLY KILL WAY MORE ROCK DEMONS THAN YOU WILL!"

"NOT IF YOU DON'T GET OFF THE SIDELINES, DUMBASS!"

Kurama, meanwhile, was thinking to himself, 'Not again! Dear merciful Heavens, if they're going to do this, let them pick a better time!'

"GRRRRR! HERE I COME AND YOU BETTER GET READY TO APOLIGIZE!"

Kuwabara lunged, and began swinging his sword at anything that moved. A relief to Kurama, who was starting to worry that he was going to have to pick up all the slack from one benched fighter and another who was too busy arguing with the first to worry about who he was supposed to be fighting.

As the battle raged on, Kurama noticed that Kaisei and Fubuki weren't half bad. It was true, they weren't as talented as the former team, but they were holding their own.

Kuwabara, was still trying to get back in the swing of things. He wasn't doing much damage, but he was at least defending himself. That was good. One less thing to worry about.

Yusuke, although doing considerable damage, was obviously out of practice. He was fighting well enough, and it was plain to see that he hadn't lost any of his former strength, but his movements were jerky, and Kurama noticed that he was having a hard time keeping track of where all of his enemies were. Then, the final problem; he was hesitating far too much. He was straining so hard to follow their movements that he was failing to see all of the attacks coming at him, and, as a result, failing to block them, and missing opportunities to make offensive moves on his adversaries. If this kept up, he wasn't going to be nearly as effective as he was in his "glory days," or worse: he might not live to see another day...

In Spirit World...

"That traitor!" an infant prince exclaimed, pounding his fist on his desk, causing his plate of fried squid to jump.

"Despicable,sir. And she was right here under your nose the whole time, and you never even suspected...," Jorge added, earning a growl from the already ticked toddler.

"I know that already, you blue buffoon!"

"You know, Koenma, sir, all this name calling really isn't good for my self esteem. I think we should talk-"

"GRRR CAN IT! THIS ISN'T THE TIME!"

"But, sir, you're alwa-"

"Lord Koenma!" a red ogre exclaimed as he burst through the door, panting for breath. "You better take a look at the Human World, sir! It's awful!"

Koenma looked at the screen in front of him, where his team was fighting to survive. Was this worth changing the channel? "Define awful."

"I don't think words can do it justice, sir! You better look for yourself!"

Koenma sighed, and reached for his remote control. He decided he'd better take a quick look at Human World, then he could change back to the battle. Whatever was going on there couldn't be half as bad as the fix his detectives were in. But, his opinion about that changed as quick as the channels...

"Is that-?" he gasped out. Jorge's jaw dropped, and a gasp escaped him as well. After taking a look at that screen, gasps were the only form of sound they were capable of mustering...

"Yes, sir. Chapter Black. Someone is broadcasting it to the human public!"

"How far spread is this?" Koenma managed through his shock, hoping for one answer, yet fearing he would receive an entirely different one.

"It's on every channel the humans have, sir." was the solemn answer. One of the possible answers that Koenma had feared.

"You mean, everyone in Japan who has a television set is watching Chapter Black?" The young rulers face was contorted into a mixture of shock, panic, and sheer terror.

"No, sir. I mean every human; in every country." Koenma sank deeper into his chair as he heard this, the shock causing his muscles to go lax. "They've pirated the airwaves everywhere. The entire world is watching," the red ogre finished. He had also finished off any hope Koenma might have held for containing the incident.

"But...," Jorge tried to speak, but didn't get far. Then, the realization of what this meant kicked in, forcing him into one of his usual outbursts. "But if they all see Chapter Black, then they'll know about the existence of Spirit World! And worse! Demon World! There's going to be rioting in the streets! Religious fanatics! And that's just the start! It's going to be pandelirium!"

"Pandemonium you ding-bat!" Koenma yelled. That was good anyway. Koenma had gathered his senses enough to lash out at him. Maybe that meant he was thinking clearly enough to devise a plan...

In Yeon's Compound...

"All is going according to plan, my dear." Charla draped herself off of one of Yeon's shoulders. "The show in Human World should have Spirit World busy enough. I doubt if they've even figured out that the demons are watching, too."

"They probably haven't," he agreed. Getting Chapter Black televised in Demon World had been so much simpler than it had been in this one. They didn't have to do much more than reach a few copies to the demons and tell them what it was. After that, they just waited for one of Yeon's girls to give them the signal to press play.

The humans were watching; the demons were watching; the Spirit Detectives were too busy to do anything about it. This had been a good day for the bad guys.

By the time they got around to doing anything, it was going to be too late. It was already too late, really. The secrets were already out. Now, all they had to do, was wait for the chaos to start...

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