A/N: Guys, I am sooooooo sorry. I have absolutely no excuse as to my laziness other than that. Laziness. Sorry. I'll try to keep a steady update now. Thing is, I'm having trouble remembering all of the battles and stuff. Could someone PLEASE HELP ME! I really need it! Anyone who knows about at least a few of the battles, please e-mail me. My e-mail should be in my profile. If it isn't, then just Private Message me.

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MAJOR NOTE! PLEASE PAY ATTENTION AND READ THIS NOTE!

Okay everyone, everyone has voted for the pairings and I've ended the polls.

The pairing for this story will be…

Kurama/Yume/Hiei.

I hope this meets everyone's approval and that you won't stop reading the story because of the pairing. I've decided that I'm going to try and write some little one-shots or drabbles to put in as 'Omake-Theaters' when I'm in a writer's block. I hope you all will like them. They'll be the pairings that I didn't choose for this story. And, yes, I mean ALL OF THEM.

I hope that everyone likes that. Thank you for reading.

Thank you for your time. Now let's get on with the chapter.

Tournament Battle One: Welcome to Hanging Neck Island…

Time passes…

Two months go by…

and the day of the Dark Tournament arrives.

The place: remote Hanging Neck Island.

Kurama sighed, staring out at the groups of demons surrounding them. Was this the best that the Dark Tournament had to offer?

The fox demon knew better than to underestimate an enemy, but all of the demons around them were arrogant, weak and, most of all, ugly as all hell.

Some were meandering about how they were going to win the Tournament and telling others they would eat their words.

Kuwabara and Hiei stood on either side of him, ready to go…except for one little factor.

"This isn't starting too well…" Kuwabara muttered. "Urameshi's late…and we never rounded up a fifth teammate."

Hiei grunted. "Never mind all that. Are you ready?"

"Me? You betcha! Kurama's helped me shape up!"

Aforementioned fox demon sweatdropped. He really hadn't done much…

Kurama blinked in surprise when a midget dressed like a German pirate stepped up to the large crowd. "All aboard, everybody. Time to go."

Kuwabara gulped. "Hold it! One guest isn't here yet!"

The pirate scoffed. "Yeah? Rules say yer late, yer a refuser. We'll send assassins to deal with 'im."

A sudden tinkling laugh resounded through the clearing. "No need for that!"

The trio turned to see their fearless leader…and all their jaws dropped.

"Sorry to hold up the party." Yume laughed, running up to them as a person wrapped up head to do walked slowly behind her.

"Where ya been, Urameshi!" Kuwabara yelled, not quite over the initial shock of seeing Yume the way she was.

Her long black hair, where it used to be at her waist, was now at her knees from the two months of extensive training; slung over her shoulder and held with a black ribbon.

Kurama gulped as his eyes raked up and down the girl's form.

"Let me guess, your mother got a hold of you?" Hiei asked, trying to hide the fact that he was staring.

As was everyone else in the clearing…

Yume nodded.

She wore a black tank top that clung to her body like a second skin, accentuating her un-bound upper torso, the shirt hung loosely under her breasts, ending at the bottom of her ribs to reveal her muscled stomach that practically melted into her black Capri's, all of it ending in a pair of black no-heel leather ankle boots. A black leather jacket hung loosely around her waist where it was tied.

The demons kept staring.

"This is Urameshi? The one who beat Rando and Suzaku?"

Another nodded. "I can't believe it, that wispy little thing? That'll be easy to beat! Once we get her, we've got it made!"

Yume pretended to not hear the talk and grimaced. "Yeah…told her I was going on a trip with you guys and she decided to give me one of her old outfits and shoved it on me before I left to pick up this guy." She pointed her thumb at the red and white figure.

Hiei stepped forward. "Yume…" he muttered and she stepped back slightly before everyone saw Hiei pull out his sword and attack her.

Hiei remembered doing this before the other Dark Tournament…before all of this confusing re-living of the past four years had started.

Yume dodged every attack he sent her way, both moving so fast that hardly anyone could see them.

A demon blinked. "Aren't they on the same team? Why are they fighting each other?"

Suddenly Yume's hand caught Hiei's sword and she smirked at the kneeling fire demon. "Well Hiei I see your people skills have improved."

Hiei smirked at her and stood, sheathing his sword. "I don't know where you've been all this time, but it appears you've improved your skills a little bit."

Kuwabara's jaw dropped. "A little bit? Damn, I'd say she improved a lot of bits!"

Kurama gave him a reassuring smile. "Don't be discouraged. The fact that you were able to keep up with your eyes shows that you have improved as well."

Yume reached behind her and pulled up the masked guy, showing him to the others. "Well, here's our fifth fighter. Believe me, he'll be a lot of help." She smirked before picking up the duffel bag she'd dropped and, tossing it over one shoulder, jumped onto the barge that was supposed to take them to Hanging Neck Island.

She turned to her team mates. "Hello losers! We're supposed to be on the boat, not on land! Kurama, I know you get seasick, but PLEASE try and hold in any undigested projectiles INSIDE your sorry carcass until we land!"

Kurama turned as red as his hair and his eyebrow ticked. Okay, she was cute but why in the hell did he let her get away with saying whatever she wanted to him!

Kuwabara and Hiei turned raised eyebrows and humoured eyes in his direction. "You get seasick?" both asked in unison.

Kurama growled slightly, losing his trademark cool for a mere moment. "Foxes aren't made for the water. We can swim in it, not ON it." He stomped past his so-called friends and climbed onto the boat, seating himself besides the team leader with a weak glare.

"I hate you." He muttered and she grinned.

"Love you too, foxy." The human gave him a peace sign and then sat back, yawning as her eyes slid closed.

Mere minutes after shipping off, the odd pirate man stood up with a microphone in hand and announced that there would only be one team that would make it to the island. A fighter from each team would come up to the arena that had appeared on the ferry's top level, and fight in all-out battle royal.

Before anyone else could say anything in Team Urameshi, the masked dude stepped forward and walked onto the platform.

Kuwabara blinked. "I guess he's the one who'll fight…It'll give us a chance to see what he can do at least."

Kurama nodded but blinked, glancing at Yume and sweatdropping.

Fast asleep and snoring.

Kuwabara growled. "Urameshi! What in the hell are you falling asleep for!"

Kurama smiled. "It's her way of recuperating. She's been through two months of intense training and now her body is trying to get her up to par. She's training even in sleep. Her determination should make us all envious."

Kuwabara growled. "Whatever."

A suddenly bright light surrounded the arena and everyone looked at the arena, seeing all demons on stage knocked-out by a Spirit Shotgun.

The only one standing in the arena was the masked fighter, currently walking back to them.

The pirate glared and growled, but announced that the Urameshi Team would be the team to reach Hanging Neck Island.

Hiei sighed. That was barely worth waking up for.

Kuwabara grinned. "Hey masked fighter dude, good moves! Now how about letting us see under those bandages now?"

Fighter didn't say anything but pointed behind Kuwabara, who looked behind him to see every demon on the ship surrounding them.

Hiei growled. "It looks like they stole my idea. They'll have to pay very dearly for that."

Kurama smirked and took out his rose. "Of course."

Minutes later, every demon on the ship was either knocked out or dead; leaving the four awake Urameshi team members to stand in victory.

Hiei glanced back at Yume after watching her beat down the final demon in her sleep, screaming something about a stupid grandma, crazy old lady and knocking her back to her grave.

Hiei sweatdropped as Kuwabara exclaimed about her waking up. "She's still sleeping, moron."

The two demons gave a collective sigh and stood at the front of the ferry, watching as Hanging Neck Island loomed ever closer.

Half an hour later, the quintet stepped off the boat with Yume on Kuwabara's back, still snoring.

They stepped into the large hotel that stood in front of them, looking around in awe at their lavish surroundings.

A greasy-looking man bowed to them and smirked. "Welcome gentleman, the hotel has been expecting you. Please follow me…"

Kurama glanced around calmly, counting how many steps it was from the door to the elevator and then from the elevator to their room.

Kuwabara laid Yume on a couch and took a seat in a red plush armchair while Hiei and Kurama took another couch and the masked fighter sat on a straight-backed chair.