"There are eight elements in all," Tinco said to boys.

"Eight? I even know there are only four elements," Kuwabara scoffed. "Fire, Water, Earth, and Air." Tinco rolled her eyes and continued.

"Like I said, eight elements in all."

"But there are only four."

"Eight."

"Four."

"Eight."

"Four!"

"You are jack hammerin my last nerve." He started to argue again but stopped when he saw the flames leap in her blood red eyes. He quickly shut up. "Eight elements. Fire, Water, Earth, and Air, as mortals more commonly know them today. The other four are Light, Darkness, Ice, and Metal."

"You mean there are four more girls who look like you all goin around?" Yusuke asked.

"No. The other two elements are boys."

"Two? But you said there where eight elements," Kuwabara stated.

"Not any more. There are only six now. Steel and Ray…" Her voice hitched and was thick with unshed tears. Moji had tears running down her cheeks already. She sniffed.

"Ray was killed trying to protect me," Moji stated in a tight voice. Kiki and Koji's eyes were starting to mist over. "H-he saved my life."

"Steel…" Tinco's voice cracked. "Steel…died in battle. It was my fault they both died." Kiki, Moji, Koji's heads all snapped up at that. Tinco stood and walked out of the room. Kurama stood to go after her.

"Don't." Koji said thickly. "Let her go." She was crying now herself. Kiki's face was red and she was trying hard to keep her composure. She lost. A single tear slid down her cheek.

"They were very important to you." Botan said softly and put her arm around Moji's shoulders.

"Come with me to the bathroom Moji," Koji said and walked out with her.

"Ray and Flow, or I should say Moji, were…together. More than together. Inseparable. It was as if they were connected at the hip." She laughed. "In more ways than one, if you get my drift." She sniffed. "Flame, Tinco, and Steel were even more, lets say attached to each other. Where she went Steel was right behind her and vies, versa. They had such a great love for life and each other. It was as if no one else in the world mattered but them. They knew each other so well that they could read each other's minds. It was cute. They had such a strong bond that we thought they would never be apart in any way…" Her voice cracked, "We were wrong."

"We were fighting Nari for the first time, around the 13th century," Koji said softly. "We were paired with our neutralizers. Fire with Air to make a piro-tornado, Light and Darkness to control the balance of life and death, Earth and Ice to control health and sickness, Metal and Water just because we were the only two left. Earth and Ice were leading the infirmary taking care of the sick and injured, Fire and Air were checking out the supplies, Light and Darkness were running recon, and that left Steel and me for look out. Nari had sent out her demon army and Steel told me to sound the alarm. That should have been my first clue that he was gonna try somethin stupid. H-he went out to fight the first onslaught by himself."

"Flame-I mean Tinco-found out and was furious. She took off after him," Moji stated through her tears. "Everything was thrown into chaos then. I stayed to heal people and Ice, Air, and Water got together and made the biggest snowstorm they could muster on such short notice. Light and Darkness were holding the front and back lines with the rest of our army. I was noticed and was stolen from the tent. I was taken to Nari. Ray came to rescue me with Steel and Flame at his sides. They watched his back as he attacked Nari. She was losing and then tried to suck my powers out of me. That can kill an element permanently, by the way. Ray stepped in and she killed him. Just one minute he was there and the next… he…just…wasn't."

"She set her sights on Flame, Tinco, next," Kiki said. "She was gonna kill her too. Nari attacked and Flame dodged it, but Steel had been right behind her. Watching her back. He was hit and he disintegrated. There one second and a pile of ash and some floating particles the next. Flame went crazy. She started to really heat things up. Literally."

"She turned the battle ground into an inferno with heat that rivaled the sun. She nuked the whole place. Everything within a 55,000-mile radius was obliterated. Shadow had wrapped us all in a cocoon of darkness at the last second and saved our lives. When the shield opened she was standing there in the middle of nothingness and then she turned to a pillar of smoke and disappeared."

"We didn't see her again until the 15th century," Moji said softly.

"Feel jealous that she was in love with another guy?" Hiei asked from behind.

"Maybe," Kurama stated sulkily.

"He's dead, Kurama."

"Absence makes heart grow fonder."

"It's not like you to act this way. Jealousy and possessiveness is my act."

"Shut up."

"She's your girl, Kurama. She really cares for you. There's no need to be jealous of him."

"He held my girl in his arms. MY girl. Even though I know he's dead I want to rip him apart for even thinking about her."

"Welcome to the world of love."

In the art room Kurama, who was shirtless, and Tinco waited for the teacher and their six classmates to get back from the supply room on the other side of the school. They were alone. "Your face is beet red, Kurama." Tinco laughed. "Do you get that nervous when you're being looked at?"

"When I'm doing the looking also gets my blood racing," he smiled as her face turned red. He got up and walked up to her until she had to back up. He followed her and didn't stop until she was up against the wall. "Can I look?" he asked as his eyes traveled down her body. "Can I touch?" he whispered as he fingered the hem of her mini skirt. He slowly lowered his head so that their lips barely touched, his finger making small circles on her thigh. "Can I?" he asked one last time.

"God, yes!" Tinco breathed. Kurama smiled and then he kissed her slowly and gently, belying the heat in his emerald eyes. Tinco's hands curled in his hair as his other hand found its way under her tank top and moved to play with her belly button. Her right hand moved down to his bare shoulders then to his chest. She felt his stomach muscles clench as if anticipating her touch. His lips traveled across her jaw and down her throat. His hips pressed against the softness of her belly. He groaned. His fingers had abandoned her stomach and were now deftly undoing the top buttons on her tank top, his lips following close behind. She sighed. Kurama's lips returned to hers and she nibbled his lip as he fumbled with the clasp of her bra.

"You were too many clothes," he whispered raggedly.

"Are we interrupting?" They both jumped at the sound of Hiei's voice. "What ever you're doing, finish it fast. Mrs. Takahashi's coming back." Kurama swore under his breath and started to redo the buttons of her shirt as she pulled down her skirt. Mrs. Tackahashi and rest of the class filed into the art room. They stepped apart.

"Okay Mr. Model," she said to Kurama. "Get in place," she pointed to the small stage where he was to stand shirtless.

"Sure," he said and turned to Tinco. "You bit me," he whispered with a grin as he licked the blood off his lip.