"I've got it!" Hina exclaimed, leaping out of her seat, scaring her kitsune friend.

They have been looking for anything that could help for the past 20 hours. Neither of them rested, despite the others protests.

"Got what?" asked Yukina as she brought in tea for her friends.

"I know how to cure them."

"How?" inquired Kurama, closing his book.

"Lets get the others first."

"Ohh...they're right outside the room." said the koormie, waving her hand at the others.

The group filed in and looked at Hina, silently telling her to say what she wanted to say.

"Well, I think I have found a cure. Inside the needle is the poison and it secretes out the points. Going back over my notes, I found that there is a second liquid with in it. What it does is keep the poison 'in check' cause they are of equal amounts. I believe if I can extract it and inject it into Hiei and Botan, it will fight off the poison. It won't do andthing more than reverse their symptoms, restore them to full health, and make them immune to it."

"That's great!"
"Yeah. Lets get to it!"

"I'm so happy!"

"Hold on one minute." Hina said, rasing her voice. "First I have to get the plant and they only grow in the northern region of Litadana. It's an arctic wasteland. Are any of you brave enough to go to a place where the high temperature is -175F?"

"What?" excliamed Yusuke and Kazuma.

"The plant can only survive in temperatures below -150F. The needle, however, can stay fresh in any temperature which explains why it makes such a great assult weapon. Now, Koenma, i'll need a portal to the Washiki cliff in Litadana."

"Done. Who are you going to take with you?"

"No one. I'm going alone. Tha plant must be handled with extreme care. I wouldn't want the others to get hurt."

"That's understandable. You should go get warmer clothes and any supplies you might need." Koenma said, waving his hand towards the end of the hall.

"Yes sir." she responded, smiling and saluting.

Turning on her heel, she left the room, headed down several hall until she came to a line of doors. Each had their own nameplate. Going to the last one, she entered the room and changed as fast as she could. Finishing up, she grabbed two old leather bags, one was filled with gardning supplies and the other with rock climibing supplies. She ran back to the Infirmary. A potal was waiting for her and she ran straight into it, throwing a thanks at the toddler king.

Emerging on the other side, she was hit by a burst of unbelieveably frigid air. Ignoring her body's urge to seek warmth, she walks out onto the cliff and towards a large boulder. She placed her rock climbing bag next to it and took out a rope, wrapping it tightly around the rock. Putting a harness on, she secured herself to the rope, tighten the bag on her back, and began propelling down the cliff face.

The Bodanam plant only grows on the face this cliff. After going down 50 feet, she finds what she was looking for. A shelf of flowers occupied the area. They had reddish-purple petals that were 6 inches long and were 5 to a single green stem. Ten 6-inch long needles protruded from the black pollen center.

Hina attached herself to the cliff and put on thick, leather gloves. The stem of the Bodanam has poisonous thorns and, if touched, is just as deadly as the needles. She gently pulls it from it's nestled home and placed it into a separate bag. She continued until 15 of the flowers occupied the sack. Tying it to her belt, she unhooked from the cliff and beagn climbing back up. Hurrying, she reached the top, unraveled the rope, returned it to it's place, and ran back through the portal.