DISCLAIMER:          Ch. If you don't like fan fiction why did you come all the way to Chapter 12?

Useless Ramblings:

Kuwabara:     I'm freezing here…

Hiei:             Does it look like anyone cares?

Beta-Readers:        Shiranai Seito and Aeserp. ^__^ Arigatou!

K. Hikari:      Due to FF.net's strict rules on ratings and due to the fact that some of my readers are under 18, this version of Chaos Chronicles will be rather tame. If you want the hardcore version (it will go into R rating during the later chapters), please go to Animespiral.com. I am still currently uploading the previous chapters over there and experimenting with the formatting.

WARNINGS:   Another long chapter and long review replies. Feel free to skip the replies if you want too or just read those that apply to you.

Review Replies:

Dragon Lady Supreme – Oh, I'm not color-blind. It's the monitor. ^_~ Sometimes it's blue, purple oh what the heck I'll take everyone's word for it. It's a lilac colored button. Another thing…I am so relieved that I did not mention Kurama's human age anywhere in the story. For a minute there, I thought I was going to do a huge rewrite. O.o Oh yeah, the baka's misery is just starting. And after Chapter 13 (the chapter after this), lets just say that the Otaku Council member who's assigned in the YYH perimeter will have a hard time controlling Kura-san's fan girl (and fan boy) hordes. ^_~

Spirit Girl 2 – I moved to a new place- a dormitory. One, I have to share cable TV rights with other girls and they practically monopolized the shows. No one watches anime. -.- Second, my landlady won't allow me my own cable TV connection. T_T As to bullies…oh dear, lets just say that in school (and come to think of it-even the world) there are three types of people: The Tormentor, the Tormented, and the Don't give a Damn. I'm afraid I fell in the Tormented category. Kids were also picking on me. I don't know how I dealt with it though. But it does help if you know that your family is there for you. And it also helps if you really KNOW yourself. Yes. The key is knowing yourself. They can pick on you but no one can take your dignity away unless you let them. That's how I dealt with it. Forget trying to figure out why they don't like you. You won't be happy because you are forced to be a person you are not. I could tell you more but it's getting long and the other readers might be it annoyed with this. So if you have email, we can talk about it more if you want. ^_^

DMG - You're right. I am confused. ^^;; With your review. Ehehe…confusing but makes sense? Wait, is this a Zen question? * tries to get her head around the statement * Ok, I give up. This is payback, right? I mean I've teased you all along the chapters so now you're teasing me also with the review? O.o  Nah…sorry…I just need more coffee to really wake up. Thanks for reading and reviewing! ^o^

Kaeru Soyokaze – Well I wanted Hiei to hit Kurama with his fist but in Kurama's condition? The fox might react badly and where would that leave poor Hiei? Thanks for the YYH info. ^_^ Hmmm, I wonder…would Muraki make an appearance here…hmmm…then he sees Kura-san…* chuckles evilly * Oh the mischief!

Shiranai Seito – You got my answer in the email, right? Whee! My beta-reader! ^_^ Mwah!

Arcia -         Thanks a lot! Hope you like the next installment too. ^o^

Kyo-kun -     Minna-san! Say hello to the woman behind En-ma's Hunters! Credits go to her. ^__^ It's her own creation. Eto…the names? I dunno…I guess…oh I really can't explain but somehow I can do it…weird huh? It's like when I write my story, I'm just putting to words the movie or manga that I see in my head. @_@ Or maybe 'cause I'm just weird. Did I tell you that I already have the soundtrack for my story. ^_~ Eh, I think I just crossed over "weird" and settled firmly into "crazy". O.o Is it really that confusing? Hmmm…* cracks knuckles * Got to work more on my characterization and plot then…thanks for telling me. ^_^

          And now for Chapter 12. In case no one has noticed, all chapter titles are song titles. Yes. Song titles. Jpop, Kpop, Chinese, Euro, Celtic etc. Basically, all the songs that I listen too. Just for fun, I'm giving away special cookies made by Dragon Lady to those who can guess at least three of the songs appearing in the chapter titles for CC. For example: Castle Outsider- the title for chapter 1, is a Korean pop rock song by H.O.T. ^_^

          And just in case someone was really expecting cookies…the cookies are only real in FF.net. ^_~

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WORD WATCH:

Monochrome = one color palette only

Muzak = annoying music that is played non-stop in almost any public establishment

Armageddon = End of the world

Pheromones = Scent signatures unique to every creature. Animals can tell if someone is afraid or looking for a mate due to pheromones.

Gaki = kid

Reiki = Spirit power. Used by people in Reikai and a select few in Ningenkai.

Youki = Demon energy

Kage = Japanese word for shadow.

Déjà vu = The feeling like you know something, someone or someplace before even though you know that this was the first time you've met or been there or seen it.

Omoishiroi = Interesting.

Tidbit:          In YYH mythology; humans, demons and spirits are ranked according to their power levels. Those classified as Class D and E are weak but still annoying (and can cross the spirit barrier between the human and demon realms). A Class A is something to be feared and avoided with a Class S as the most feared of all levels since it is the highest rank. Creatures classified as A and S cannot cross the spirit barrier because they are extremely destructive if they wanted too. It was not mentioned in the anime how Yusuke was able to get back from Makai after attaining Class S status but I assumed he, as well as Kurama, found a way to seal their powers so they can crossover. Of course, once on the other side they can theoretically unleashed their full strength. Hiei on the other hand can cross both sides with ease having been given the permission by Reikai since he became a frontier guard. His job is to prevent anyone from the two realms illegally or accidentally crossing over to the other side.

          At least that's how I remember the series. Corrections are very much welcomed. ^_^

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                                                  CHAPTER 12: MONOCHROME ni Somari Yuku Machi de

                                                                  In a City Stained in Monochrome

          The lights of the city of London lit up the dark night. Even in the late hour and the cold wind blowing across the streets, people still walked the sidewalks. Cars, trains, the subway as well as other modes of transportation moved and added to the noisy din. Huge billboard signs hawked wares as well as women. Clubs and other establishments piped muzak in an effort to bring in the paying clientele. The city was alive. The rain that fell the past few days did not make an appearance tonight and the people were making the most of it.

          Underneath the light of the full moon, the vibrant city seemed washed in the colors of gray and white. Coexisting along side this city of light and shadows was the world of magic, a world known only to a select few. In this city stained in monochrome, creatures with the power to bring Armageddon to this world walked both in its shadows as well as in its lights.

          Nevertheless, the denizens of London were blissfully unaware of that. For now.

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          With his sleek black hair, handsome dark looks and equally dark outfit; Urameshi Yusuke easily blended in with the rowdy crowd. Anyone observing him would think twice about engaging him into a fistfight. He had a calm, easy-going manner that came from surviving and winning every fight he got himself into. Add to this the apparent ease in which he moved told everyone that this one has been into a LOT of fights and can take it in as well as dish it out.

          He was also unusually tall for Japanese boys his age and his skin had a tanned shade to it instead of the usual pale coloring of most Asians. That was mainly because of his youkai heritage, but no one in the crowd knew that. For them, the demon realm was just a fantasy created by adults to scare children into obedience. They did not now that one was walking about right in their very midst.

          All around him were the sounds and smells of people and machines. It was nearing midnight and he was in a reclamation area somewhere in London. A bunch of people had turned the broken earth into the perfect dirt road for extreme motor cross racing. It was illegal and that was part of the fun.

          This was the area assigned to him. According to the arawn, this was one of the places that the boy Eriol usually hangs out. Yusuke walked around again observing everyone. Young people gathered as they tricked out their machines, placed bets and played loud music. He even saw several couples making out in the open that made him blush and run the other way. All the while, the roar of engines, the voices of people and the smell of machine oil, grease and human stench assaulted his sharp senses. It made him feel exhilarated. This was his kind of crowd. No pretenses. Rough and tumble. Just the way he liked it.

          How a refined boy like Eriol would hang out in this place, he had no idea. The way the shinigami described Eriol reminded Yusuke of Kurama. He could not imagine Kurama hanging out here. Not even Youko. The guy was just too refined for this crowd. Even Kurama's killing methods were clinical now that he thought about it.

          However, for some reason, Eriol was spotted here repeatedly. Then the arawn and/or spirit detective tracking him would loose him. The boy would again be spotted miles away.

          Man, I would love to meet that guy. He seems pretty interesting. After all, if he managed to lead everyone into a merry chase then he must be something powerful. I wonder what it would be like to fight a powerful wizard or a magician. Would it be the same as fighting Yomi or other S class demons? How would a wizard fight back?

          His thoughts were abruptly interrupted when a hand was placed on his shoulders.

          "Hey there Jap boy. You're new."

          He turned to face an older man hideously deck out in ostentatious jewelry. Drape on the man's arm was a nubile teenager who looked even younger than Keiko. He frowned. He did not like the guy.

          "Let see here, Jap boy. Since you're new, I'll cut you some slack. See here..." the man gestured around with huge blocks that passed for his arms. He was apparently counting on their age difference and his own sheer size to intimidate Yusuke. "This is my territory. Anyone who passes by must pay a fee. You understand English?"

          Yusuke ignored him and instead looked at the girl. The girl looked frightened at the man holding her.

          "Are you alright, Miss?"

          The girl looked at him wide-eyed. No, he guessed not.

          "Hey, boy! I'm talking to you!" The big man shoved Yusuke backward. Or, at least he tried to. Yusuke didn't even budge. The man's eyes widened. He had tried to push the Japanese boy backward but it felt more like he was pushing against a solid brick wall.

          "Bad idea, big guy." Yusuke grabbed the man's arm and twisted it back, careful not to use too much strength. Snapping this guy in two like some brittle twig would be so easy for him. Amazing how ningens are so frail. But maybe it's because he's stronger now. Very strong.

          Yusuke turned to the girl who was still staring unbelievingly at them. "Go home. This isn't your crowd."

          "I...I can't. I owe him money." She stammered.

          Yusuke gave her his trademark grin. "Don't worry. He's canceling it, right?"

          The man tried to protest but a slight pressure applied by Yusuke made him agree.

          "See."

          "I...uhm...Thank you!" With that, she took of running, brown hair flying in the breeze.

          He turned to the guy. "I don't want anymore trouble. You hear?"

          The man growled at him, "I'll get you for this do you know that!"

          Yusuke smiled and the man trembled. The Japanese boy's smile looked feral. Yusuke brought the man up close, hauling the man's big body with ease. Slowly he showed the man a glimpse of the other side of Yusuke-the one that had Reikai up in knots.

          Long fangs appeared as he continued to grin at the man. A faint trace of the Toushin's markings appeared on his skin and face and his hair seemed longer, sharper and moved like it was alive. The man's eyes widened in fear.

          "Who...what...are you?!"

          "Your worst nightmare. If I were you...Back. Off."

          The man dropped to the ground with a thud and scrambled away obviously shaken.

          "I don't know why he even hangs around here anymore."

          Yusuke spun around at the sound of a new voice hurriedly returning to his human form. A girl dressed in red biker racing outfit was standing there.

          Oh man I hope she didn't see my semi-transformation.

          "My name's Kelly by the way. And you are?"

          Whew! Good. She didn't see that part.

          "Urameshi Yusuke...I mean Yusuke Urameshi...sorry...your names here are backwards."

          "Backwards?" the girl named Kelly asked. One delicate eyebrow was raised in question.

          "Never mind. It's nothing. Wait what do you mean by that guy..." Yusuke thumbed at the guy who was still running as fast as his bulky body would allow away from the area and running into many people in the process.

          "Oh him. Nah. He's a pain in the ass around here. A bunch of us kids found this place and thought it perfect for our night activities-" she gestured around. "You know, where we could race our bikes to our hearts content without squares butting in."

          He was watching her speak. The way she talked about the place reminded him of Keiko, the way Keiko's face would light up whenever she was talking about something close to her heart.

          "Uhmm...pardon...squares?"

          "Uh huh. You know the type. The kind who are so uptight about rules and all. Well you know, just when things were really taking off, that guy and a bunch of his goons came in the scene and started collecting fees for using this place. They also demanded a portion of the proceeds from the games. There was a fight for awhile but Eriol soon put a stop to that."

          "Excuse me, Eriol?"

          She nodded. Her smile was so bright now.

          "Yeah. I mean he's just dreamy. I don't know what he said or did to those guys but they never gave us trouble anymore. So we're free to do our own thing here."

          "But that guy..."

          "Oh yeah...he shows up from time to time to try to con newbies. Some of them fall for it and we have to bail them out. But," she stopped and winked at him. Yusuke felt himself blush. She was pretty after all.

          Man, I am so dead if Keiko finds out about this.

          "But," she continued. "You didn't fall for that. And the way you just handled him. Wow."

          "Ah...eh...uhm..." Really, how do you reply to that? Yusuke thought. And how the hell do I stop blushing for heaven's sake!

          "Well anyway. Nice meeting you, Yusuke, but I have to get back to my girls. The game's almost starting. Wish me luck!" And with that, Kelly ran off to join the starting line leaving Yusuke still smiling stupidly.

          Oh shit! I forgot to ask her about Eriol!

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          Kazuma stretch and let out a long yawn. It had been a long day for all of them. After getting to the hotel and trying to recover from jet lag, they had all been awakened for a meeting at early dawn. From then on, the rest of the day had been spent on a crash course on Western magic. Eastern and Western arts were as different as night and day. Both required different methods to use. Eastern arts emphasized on oneness with the universal force and harmonizing chi. Western magic did away all that and used tools to gather and use chi. Hence the whole swish and flick thing with a wand that made his wrist hurt, made Hiei want to burn the entire area into cinders and made Yusuke go positively nuts.

          After years of being taught how to tap and reach deep into one's core to use chi in amazing ways, here was a form of technique that relied on amulets, charms, spells, etc. to work. It would take a lot of getting used too. Western technique allowed someone with very little reiki to work magic because the tools gathered the necessary energy for them.

          Kazuma snorted. Western techniques as far as he was concerned were just using shortcuts to achieve the same results as Eastern techniques minus the long torturous and arduous training. That made them pushovers in his opinion.

          He was after all trained to gather chi without any use of tools. Heck, he could even do it in his sleep. Then the temporary wand he was practicing with exploded in his face. It couldn't handle his chi. Then Yusuke's and finally Hiei's. Only Kurama's wand was intact.

          Tatsumi had to explain to them that since they have very high chi levels they only need to expend a little of their energy to use the wands. Pippin muttered something about the Rei Tantei being 220 volts plugging into a 110-volt socket. He tuned that one out. That arawn never really made much sense.  During their meeting, Tatsumi had to steer Pippin back to the topic on hand because the man had a tendency to wander during his talk.

          Kurama said the key was a gentle, delicate and controlled flow of chi because Western magical tools tend to amplify chi. It works great on those with low-level reiki but for those like them...well, things happen and not exactly the way you want it. In a way, Western magic is difficult for them because they have to learn control and achieved a delicate touch to chi manipulation for them to work Western tricks. Otherwise...kaboom.

          Right. Try teaching gentle, delicate and controlled to Yusuke, Hiei and...well, him.

          Hiei had grumbled as to why they had to learn to do this anyway when they weren't really required to join the classes. Just show up. Observe. Kick Western magic butts if anybody tries to mess with him.

          Yusuke seconded the motion until finally Tatsumi shut them all up by saying something about knowing your enemy followed by one hour of being immobilized thanks to Tatsumi's kages. Only Hiei was spared the indignity because Kurama had given him his usual look that said just bear with it you might learn something new.

          Kazuma had long since known that the fire demon was smart and despite his gruff manners was as observant as Kurama. He also knew that guy would not pass up an opportunity to get to know his opponent more. Hiei after all hated losing. As to who their opponent will be remains to be seen.

          There were talk about Death Eaters, magickal families, and the Order of the Phoenix. The Death Eaters were definitely bad since they were henchmen of this Voldemort wizard who'd been stirring up trouble in the West. The Order of the Phoenix, good since they were organized to stopped the Death Eaters and that Voldy goat. The families? Big question marks. And as to how to distinguish if someone belonged to one group or the other, another question mark. Although the Death Eaters had some marks somewhere on their bodies you can't just go around asking anyone to show them their marks. That'd be stupid. He wasn't THAT stupid.

          But right now, all he wanted to do is sleep. They have a few more days of practicing swishing and flicking before they finally go to Hogwarts. And he was so freaking tired with all this.

          He groaned and shifted his foot. He had been standing in front of this friggin' university for hours. It was night for crying out loud! Everybody would be home by now. Nobody's holding midnight classes. Except Tatsumi won't let him go home yet. No siree. He had to wait for Tatsumi's mental signal that Eriol was definitely not there before going home.

          Aw crap. That kid better be here cause I'm freezing my ass right now.

          The cold night wind blew whipping his long trench coat around him. He moved back into the bushes while rubbing his hands vigorously.

          Oh he'd better be worth the trouble, that runt.

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          A shadow flitted across the trees surrounding the manor. Hiei couldn't get any closer without tripping the protection wards placed around the estate. He'd circle the huge estate several times already and he still couldn't find a break in the protection ward. A small smile danced on his lips. Kurama would love this place. The fox wouldn't be able to resist a challenge like this.

          But then, so did he. That was one of the reasons he and Kurama got along so well. Both were thieves but between him and Kurama, the kitsune was definitely the acknowledged master. That one never met a security system that he wouldn't be able to crack.

          Ah, but this one had probably the best security system that Hiei had ever seen. Magic was woven skillfully around present human technology creating a fail-safe system. Should one system fail, another would counter-act the failed system. AND should any system fail- an alarm would be tripped inside the house. His jagan traced the faint lines of magic weaving in and out of the house like a giant spider's web. Anyone uninvited would definitely disturb the lines and alert the people inside. He knew for a fact that several people in Makai would give quite a sum to have a system like this on their own territories. Hell, maybe pacifier breath should hire this kid to beef up the security in Reikai.

          That boy certainly knows how to protect himself...wait...

          He focused his jagan again. No. The systems weren't meant to keep everything out. Rather it was meant to alert the people inside as to who was outside. If it was welcomed, it would pass unharmed. If not…

          There were several traps and other devices, magical and technological, waiting for the uninvited. No problem. He could handle those. He moved forward again, this time closer to the perimeter.

          Lets see...hmmm...I think I can exploit that...it's the closest thing to a weakness in the system.

          He had to get inside to see if that kid Eriol was there. For some reason, he was wary of this magician. True. This Eriol was human and he does HAVE a very low opinion on ningens but something inside tells him this was not someone to underestimate. Not after hearing about this guy from the shinigamis. If he was really related to Clow Reed and if Clow Reed really did affect Kurama that badly...no...best not to underestimate this human. First find out what makes this guy tick and then we'll take it from there.

          He was a few feet closer to the boundary line when all at once the security system rearranged itself. He stared in disbelief.

          What the? The friggin system adapts?!

          Shit. There was no way he was going to get inside. That gaki certainly thought about all possible entry angles. Now the security was ready for him. His speed won't help him get past the defenses and something in the way the magical lines glowed told him that his jagan won't help him too. Using his youkai powers won't do too since that would only alert those inside and warn Eriol of his presence whether the kid was there or not.

          He moved back to the shadows and up against the trees. He sat and mulled there for a while thinking about several angles of approach and always coming up with a blank wall.

          Crap. How would Kurama handle this?

          He wouldn't know until later when he can ask the fox. Kurama was somewhere away in another area, on a stakeout in another place that the boy, Eriol, was known to hang out.

          Suddenly, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise. He looked around quickly. Someone was watching him. His gaze fell back on the huge house far away from the trees. The presence or rather presences were there...watching him...and...Laughing at him?!

          Irritation and anger boiled up inside him. He had been spotted. All his attempts at breaking in had been observed with amusement. They had been aware of him all along and had been content to watch him make a fool of himself because they knew their defenses would hold.

          Oh they would pay dearly for mocking him.

          /Right, fire demon. /

          /And how? You can't even get in and you weren't even aware of us until we let you know. /

          Laughter.

          Hiei's mood decidedly took on a murderous aura. No one laughs at Jaganashi Hiei. He'll find a way in even if it took him all night. And when he does...

          /I'm going to enjoy ripping you apart. /

          /Sure. You can try. /

          /You like ice cream? We have some here left to share to you. IF you could get here. /

          Laughter again.

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          He sat on the park bench pretending to be waiting for someone while reading a book. A few men and a lot of women did double takes whenever they saw him. Kurama was wearing an all white ensemble of matte leather pants and a white turtleneck shirt to ward of the chill of the night. Dark red hair fell and framed a face that took many breaths away. A white leather coat with fur trimmings lay beside him and occasionally he would look at his watch.

          He took of his glasses and placed them on top of the book that he had been reading. He didn't really need the glasses. It was all for show really. No one would suspect that someone who stood out like him was up to anything good. I mean if you were tracking down someone the last thing you'd do is stick out like a sore thumb.

          That was why he wore white. If anyone would be getting suspicious that they were being followed their attention would be on that hobo milling around the vicinity or that man who looked straight out from the Matrix movie, or that girl who looked like an extra on the movie MIB. He would be the last thing they suspected because he stood out.

          Okay. So his outfit didn't really scream attention to all and sundry. It was rather modest compared to the other people walking around in the park. But it was the way he wore it and the way he looked in it. He looked calm, and poised. Just like a proper gentleman. The glasses also added a few years to him so he didn't look too much like a high school student.

          But damn. Anyone could see this guy was sexy as hell.

          He sensed a few actually debating on themselves whether they should approach him. There were also a few others whose pheromones he could detect. If this was another situation he knew that Youko would gladly toy with them-both women AND men. But not now. He was on a mission.

          He leaned back on the bench with a casual manner and crossed his long legs. At the same time he stole a glance at the house across the park that he was watching.

          The Porsche was still there. He had to admit that the kid certainly had excellent taste in cars. He had seen someone that looked like the description of Eriol get out of the car and enter the house a few hours ago. Whether it was really Eriol who was there or not remained to be seen. The boy, it seems, had an uncanny ability to be in two or three places at the same time. One minute, arawns were tracking him down. The next minute, another arawn would report that he was half-way across the town, befuddling the others who had reported seeing him just a few seconds ago. That was why the Rei Tantei was asked by the bureaucrats to watch out for the kid in his known watering holes. Maybe they could catch him. They were after all THE Rei Tantei.

           He had caught the snide in that last remark. So did the others. Tatsumi just frowned at this and made no comment. He knew the shinigami didn't like the Western Ministry of the Dead anymore than any of them did. For some reason, like everything else, the West had a tendency to patronize the East. It was true in the past; it was true even in Death. The West was enlightened. The East need to be brought to the light.

          Right. Do they even knew that the very foundations of their civilizations sprang up in the East?

          He turned his attention back to the house. With his chi he could see the magical aura surrounding the old house. It was a typical London old home- old and dignified. He found it amazing that the owner didn't even bother to hide the magical aura. The house continued to glow softly in the night.

          All things-living and non-living, have their own aura but this house was definitely brighter than the others. Bright enough to get your attention but not too bright for it to practically jump at you. It seemed to be saying to him, "So I'm a little different from the others. So what."

          /I see you. /

          He jumped at the sudden intrusion to his thoughts.

          /I know what you are up to, kitsune. /

          Kurama stood up and pretended to gather his things, ignoring the mind voice. Just a normal person here who'd waited long enough for his companion to come.

          /You can't fool me. /

          He gave up trying to pretend that he wasn't what the other suspected. He turned and started to walk towards the house with the sole purpose of confronting the speaker then froze.

          Standing beside the Porsche was a boy more or less his human age. He had dark hair and equally dark eyes hidden behind glasses. The boy's dark clothes allowed him to blend in the dim light. If it weren't for the pale skin that glowed softly in the light of the lampposts, Kurama would never had seen him with his ningen eyes. Kurama was suddenly hit by a sudden strong wave of Deja Vu.

          Eriol. He knows Eriol?

          /Not bloody likely kitsune. / The boy across the street smiled.

          Clow Reed used to smile like that too...What the hell?

          /Ah! So you are beginning to remember. Omoishiroi. /

          /You! I want answers from you. /

          The two stared at each other across the street, both a study in contrasts. Kurama in white, Eriol in black. The comparison and irony was not lost on both young men. The ruthless demon in human guise wearing white, the color of good. The magician in black, the color of evil but as to whether he was evil or not nobody could tell. Then Eriol flashed that mysterious smile of his again.

          /Then come, Youko. Catch me...if you can. /

TBC

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K.H.:   Kelly-san! Waii! I hope you didn't mind when I turned you into a cool biker gal, right? I was looking for a name and well, your name popped up in my head. Ehehehe…Am I forgiven or will this mean that I'm banned forever in your e-group. . Gosh, I hope not. Yusuke made me promise not to tell Keiko about this. ^o^

          Anyone else here who can hazard a guess as to who or what was laughing at Hiei's attempt to break in Eriol's house? Clue: two Clow Guardians. ^_^ Oh, right. There are four Clow Guardians, remember? Two for Eriol and two for Sakura. ^_~

          Anybody else can guess whose house Kurama was watching and why Eriol was there?

          Ok. Go push lilac colored review button now. ^_^

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