"Wakey wakey time, Yusuke!" said Keiko, pulling the sheets off of Yusuke.

"What the hell, you idiot! It's only 10:00!"

"How later do you normally sleep in on a weekend?" asked Mizuhi, who had gotten up at 7:30 because she couldn't sleep. She usually didn't sleep much because her body could take it.

" Noon," said Yusuke defiantly, "and I don't wanna be disturbed until then!"

"You sound like a little kid. Get up."

"NO!" At this point Mizuhi was getting really pissed off at Yusuke.

"She said," Mizuhi growled, getting into a position to use her powers, "get UP!" she yelled as she used her powers to raise Yusuke off the ground and 6 feet into the air; the drop him.

"OOOOOOOOWWWWWWW! You idiot! What the hell do you think you're doing!" screamed Yusuke

"Getting you up," said Mizuhi, walking into the kitchen, "and then making breakfast. Sausages, eggs, ham, bacon and toast sound good to everybody?"

"Do you have any orange juice?" asked Keiko. "It's for my diet."

"You're on a diet?" asked Yusuke. "Well, it sure ain't doin anything for ya," which earned him a punch on the head.

"Okay, orange juice as well." After she finished making breakfast, she loaded up her plate with everything, got a glass full of orange juice, and teleported over to the window seat. 'Hah!' she thought, 'Got here before Hiei!'

"You idiot," said a voice behind her, and she jumped about a foot in the air, and almost spilled he orange juice. I forgot to mention that she was surprised really easily, but to make up for that, her reflexes were good, thus she was able to catch the orange juice before it fell. She still had spilled a few drops on the floor.

"Don't do that, Hiei!"

"Why not, baka?"

"And don't call me a baka!"

"How about baka onna then?"

"How bout baka otoko for you?" (Note from the Author: Again, 'baka' means idiot. 'Onna' means girl and 'Otoko' means boy.)

"Why am I even arguing with you, you imbecile?"

"Takes one to know one." At this point they were staring daggers at each other.

"You two, come and eat!" yelled Kurama.

"I don't like eating at the table," they said in unison, then glared at each other.

"Can't you eat somewhere else?" asked Mizuhi.

"The window seat's big enough for three. Can't you spare a spot?"

"Fine," she said. In her mind (she had learned how to block out Hiei, so he couldn't probe), 'I should be nice to him, cause he seems like he could be a real cool friend…but I just don't want to, and he just pisses me off so easily!' After that they ate in silence, with talking coming from the other room.

'You know,' thought-said Hiei, 'you really have the potential to be a better fighter.'

Mizuhi decided just to follow suit and thought-speak back. 'How would you know?'

'I saw you lifting Yusuke into the air this morning.'

'And you could tell I wasn't applying myself...how?'

'I could sense you weren't using your full power.'

'Yah, well, I didn't wanna seriously injure Yusuke!'

'Why not?'

'You can be really heartless sometimes, did anyone ever tell you that?'

'Yes, Yusuke and everyone remind me daily.' Mizuhi was thinking at this point that any other normal person would be looking sad because every day they're reminded by someone they hate that they're heartless, and she looked over just in case, and saw that Hiei had proved her wrong; he was just his normal solemn self.

She was about to reply with a 'Dang, your life must suck,' but all of a sudden she had a sharp pain in her head, and it just stayed there, driving into her brain, it seemed. Hiei immediately sensed her pain, and so did Kurama, because Hiei was busy trying to listen to her thoughts, which immediately became muffled screams, and Kurama had a strong sense of spirit energy. Right after Kurama stood up the table, Yusuke ad Kuwabara sensed it as well.

"What wrong with Mizuhi?" asked Yusuke.

"I don't know. I think we should go check on her," replied Kurama.

"Duh!" yelled Kuwabara, running into the other room.

When they all got there, they saw Mizuhi cringing on the floor, and Hiei kneeling next to her, silent, trying to find out what was wrong by listening to her thoughts.

"Can you tell what's wrong with her?" asked Kurama, but Hiei answered him with silence...listening.

All of a sudden, Mizuhi heard a faint, yet commanding voice in her head. 'I'm sorry for the pain I must cause, but in order to appear in front of you, it is necessary.' The voice sounded gruff, like that of a tiger's would, yet kind and gentle, like a peaceful lion. Then again it sounded lonely, like a wolf's. She wasn't sure which one, but all of a sudden, her right hand felt warm.

'Who are you?' she asked the voice.

'Once you figure out your true heritage, you will know.'

'But I'm Kurama's sister...and he has a fox demon inside of him—' she was cut off.

'You are not Kurama's true sister.' For some reason, these words rang the longest and strongest in her mind. 'You were adopted when you were small, but I have watched over you since you were conceived.'

'But...who ARE you?' she asked, pleaded more like it. But all of a sudden, she heard Hiei and Kurama's voice, but faint as if through water:

"Mizuhi? Mizuhi!" They sounded desperate. The warmth in her right hand grew stronger. She wanted to see this 'guardian', when and if it came. Her eyelids slowly opened to see Kurama holding her up on his lap and Hiei kneeling next to him. Everyone else looked concerned and worried.

"Hey, guys," she managed, and then looked down at her hand. The warmth was still there, but her hand didn't look any different. Then all of a sudden, the heat started increasing again, and her hand started to grown slightly orange-ish red.

"You baka! We were all worried...about..." Hiei trailed off, looking at her hand.

All of a sudden, a flame came from the middle of her palm, and grew and grew, then flew up into the air, separating itself from her hand, then started taking the shape of a figure.

"What the hell is that?" screamed Yusuke over the roar of the flames.

From the flames slowly and gracefully flew a dragon. It had sapphire blue scales with red streaks of scales on the top, left, and right of his body. He had flaming red eyes, and his body length probably reached around 20 feet. He coiled his body slightly, and floated in front of the group. He scanned over all of them, but stopped on Mizuhi.

'Hello, young Mizuhi,' he said in the same mysterious voice he had used in her head.

'Are you my guardian?' she asked, completely mystified, as well as everyone else.

'Yes, but you must leave here quickly. There are demons coming after you.'

'What!'

"There are demons coming," he said, this time aloud. "You must run. All of you."

"Mizuhi," Kurama said urgently, "I've been waiting for this ever since you were brought to us, come!"

"Huh!" Mizuhi was seriously confused now, and was feeling dizzy. Kurama sensed this and decided to carry her on his back. Mizuhi silently passed out, just as Hiei whipped around to slice a pouncing demon with his sword.