Hey guess what…..IT'S A LONGER ONE AGAIN! .

The portal deposited them in a deep forest. There was a bamboo fence in front of them, with no entrance. Kurama looked at it a moment, and the stalks opened. Senses perked, he walked into the camp.

He dodged to the side just in time to be missed by some whistling feathers.

"What?" he muttered, grabbing one as it tried to slice through his head. His fingers bled slightly, but he healed them with his fox power, just as he had his arm, leg, and stomach. Looking at the feather, he saw that the edges were razor-sharp. He looked where the feathers had come from, and saw five city's protectors.

The first person was a guy, with pale skin, intense blue eyes, and a long, wooden crossbow. The crossbow was made of gleaming chestnut, trimmed with rosewood, and you could tell that he had been very careful with it. He held it with practiced ease, and a smirk adorned his face.

Two identical girls stood next to each other, longbows in hand with leather thongs, arrows notched. Curling emerald hair flowed to their hips, and they wore black bodysuits. Their brown eyes reminded Kurama of Yusuke.

The fourth person was a boy with magenta hair and eyes that were so blue they were almost black. He had two armbands with mini-darts, probably poisoned, loaded into revolvers.

The last one was the one who had attacked him a moment ago. Long, bright auburn hair flowed down to the backs of her knees, and her black eyes were narrowed in a murderous glare. Between each finger was one of the deadly feathers. Raven feathers. And she knew how to use them.

As the only one who wouldn't have to reload to shoot multiple shots, it was normal for her to have shot first. Also, her quiver was just a bunch of feathers stuck into a pouch at her waist, or if she ran out, she could easily pull more from the raven wings that each of the assassins sported.

Shit. This was going to be hard.

Another rain of feathers attempted to hit him, but he dodged them. His whip flipped out at the fighters, who all went airborne, so high that he couldn't even aim at them, but they could definitely hit him.

--Shuichi let me out. –

-Youko, remember last time? –

--I lived! –

-Barely! –

--Shuichi, you're not going to live, so let me out, at least I have a chance. –

-…Fine. –

His body shifted in mid jump, so when he landed, there was Youko Kurama, smirking at them.

"So…you tried to hurt my host," he said softly.

"Y-Youko Kurama?" asked one green-haired girl, and the other shook slightly. The redhead glared at them.

"We can take him. We can't let him have the diamonds, remember?"

"Y-yes'm," agreed the girls. They readied their longbows with poisoned tipped arrows.

"Okay, pattern D," commanded the redhead, flying down in Youko's face. He slid back out of the way, snapping his whip in the girl's face.

To her surprise, a line of blood trickled down her cheek.

"What the hell did you do?"

"I believe I cut you," he said, a smirk on his face.

"You will pay for that!"

"Oh really…"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"That's not such a nice thing to say when I don't even know your name. Really, you're so impersonal…"

The redhead growled, but her expression turned shocked when one green haired girl came up, hands in her lap, looking like she was trying to be flirtatious, leaning over him, and giggled. "My name's Alya. My sister's Malya." She gestured to her twin. "That's Fari-" the blue eyed boy – "And he's Rob." She gestured to the one with the purple hair. "She's Lynn," she said, pointing at the one with the red hair that Youko had injured.

"Aah…. so, Alya, why are you trying to kill me?"

"B-because Lynn said we had to…"

"And you listen so absolutely to her?" His eyes narrowed. "Have you no mind of your own?"

"I—" The girl turned on Lynn. "I'm not listening to you any more! I'm going to live my own life!" Malya nodded primly in agreement.

"Fine! Try to live without my help!" shouted the redhead, but she looked a bit lost as her long bowers flew away.

"Don't worry, Lynn. We're still here," promised Fari, gesturing to himself and Rob.

"So…you're the big boss," said Youko, looking her up and down.

"Yes, I am. What of it?"

"You definitely look the part."

"I'm not falling for that."

"I never said you were."

"You implied it."

"I can imply anything I want."

"You damn kitsune!"

"Think of something original, that's Hiei's line."

"Rrg! Shut up!"

"But I don't want to."

"I don't care what you want!"

"And I care about that why?"

"Because I'm going to hurt you!"

"What? Not kill any more?"

"Shut up! My tongue slipped!"

"Oh, you poor dear…is it still in your mouth?"

"Dammit will you shut up!"

"Not really."

"I am so going to kill you!" She flew forward, murder in her eyes.

Or at least she tried to. She hadn't noticed the death seed enter her cut on her cheek. She was completely stationary, as were Fari and Rob. Youko smirked and walked toward the treasury, though only god knows how he knew where that was.

About five small children jumped in front of him, daggers held in expert fingers.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"But I want to hurt you," said the oldest youth.

"Then I'll have to do this." Youko pulled out a seed and, taking a deep breath, slammed it on the ground. He then ran forward, holding his breath, trying to make the best of his time. He watched as the Ravens toppled into a deep sleep.

He smirked as he sped into the treasury.

Looking around, he saw hundreds of treasures everywhere, but the greatest of all was the basket of diamonds. They had such a pull…he wanted to look at them all day. Summoning Kagome's face in his mind, he walked to them, grabbed one, and turned.

Something made him turn back. He looked them over again. Slowly, he pocketed one more and then zipped out of the Ravens' homeland.