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"So let's try this again, shall we. Who sent you, why did they send you and what did they hope to gain by sending you?"

"Prince Koenma sent me, your Eminence."

"And?"

"One of his Tentai saw you and realised you weren't a normal human, Your Excellency." Said the little green man, whose name Kyo had learnt was Twitchit. "He informed Lord Koenma and he wanted to know which side you were on."

Kyo looked up from the files he was studying and frowned. He twisted so he could stare at Twitchit, who was pinned beneath the dumpster. "…'whose side you were on?'"

Twitchit stared back for a moment before he realised his mistake. He started to babble. "I'm sorry, Your Greatness! It won't happen again, Your Most Imperialness!"

Kyo 'humphf'ed and turned back to the papers. "Anything else?"

"Might I ask whose side you are on, Most Charitable One?" Kyo paused and snorted in amusement before continuing to read. If these files were anything to go by, Twitchit had been watching him since four fourty-seven. Which reminded him.

Twitchit, who was really a okay kind of goblin-youkai once you got to know him, founded himself pinned not only by the dumpster and various alley cats who had taken to sucking on his nose, eyebrows and ears, but also by a pair of garnet eyes. The problem with these eyes was that they stared down at him with the same smug 'I-Am-Better-And-More-Sophisticated-Than-You-And-You-Are-Therefore-Less-Than-Worthless-To-Me' gloat the big ugly one-eyed tomcat sitting on his chest had.

"And who, pray tell, was the Tentai who reported me?" Kyo purred, knowing the goblin was scared to death of him and the Cat-Self inside of his mind loved it. Like a big green mowssey…was purred from the Cat-Self as it lay just beneath the surface of his mind, ready to burst free at a moment's notice. The Cat let out something between a throaty chuckle and a purr as it watched the pulse jump beneath the scaly green-skinned neck.

Kyo pushed the Cat-Self back.

But it'ss ssooo sscared…Jusst a little playing? Jusst a little bite? Disgusted refusal was immediate. The Cat-Self pouted. Ffine. Beeh like that. The Cat-Self stalked back into it's corner of Kyo's mind, dignified and tail in the air. Kyo forced himself to focus on the green man's answer.

"Kurama, Your Most Orangeness." Kyo blinked but let it pass. The Cat snickered in the back of his mind.

"Describe him."

"He has long crimson-red hair nearly to his waist, grass-green eyes, peachish skin and is very beautiful by human standards. He bought some books from the bookstore you work in this afternoon, Your…um…er…Your Stylishness." Twitchit grinned hopefully and not a little hysterically.

Kyo just stared at him, eyebrows raised.

"You're really working for this, aren't you?"

"You think it was a bit overdone, Your Most Serene Highness?"

"Uh-huh. But anyway. I found out what I wanted. I'll be keeping these files," He waved said files in the air vaguely. "And as soon as you wake up, you will report to Koenma or whoever it is you're supposed to report to and tell them the next spy sent after me will find themselves on the menu for that night." Kyo bared his fangs in a feral grin, while mentally gagging, shooting down the Cat-Self's momentary glee.

The goblin paled from bottle green to a weird lime shade. "Gotcha." He squeaked hoarsely.

"Good." Kyo stood and kicked him in the temple, knocking him unconscious. He then heaved him up and dumped him in the dumpster, slamming the lid and sending the alley cats bolting.

Moments later, Kyo swaggered out of the alley, whistling the 'Mexican Hat Dance'.

Kyo flopped onto the bed in his surprisingly well-kept three-bedroom apartment in a deceptively dingy little apartment building in a bad side of town, which was really an expensive warded apartment building owned by and used exclusively by youkai, spirits, hanyou, vampires, devils, the occasional angel and cursed or dark magical humans.

His apartment wasn't what you'd expect from a Cat-Cursed human with anger-management problems and a love of violence. It was in traditional Japanese style with paper walls and doors, the frames made from some darkly varnished wood. Next to every door was a well cared-for pot plants and the floors were white tile with a few creamy woven mats to keep out the chill. There were no windows, and those that had been there were sealed and covered over. The apartment was kept at a pleasantly warm temperature at all times and the kitchen benches were inlaid with faux white marble. It gave the impression of a sterile environment.

But it was really only for practical purpoes. You see, he lived with three non-human girls. Two succubi and a nekomata; Demi, Satu and Kilala respectively. Demi and Satu, as vampire/demon hybrids, required blood and sex at least twice a week, preferably both, so it was not uncommon for either Kyo or Kilala to come home to blood and other things on the floor. Kilala also had a nasty habit of leaving half-eaten limbs lying around. Funny how the violent surly Kyo was the homemaker in the apartment.

"Hey."

Kyo turned and smiled sleepily at the white haired, red eyed, two-tailed youkai lady leaning against the doorframe.

Kilala had found him in back alley a few weeks after he'd graduated and run away to escape being locked in that room for the rest of his life, thanks to a hoard of worried cats who had told her where he was. He owed her a lot for taking him in when he was sick and weak. She'd taken him home and given him the spare bedroom since the succubi slept together during the day for safety reasons, and had kept the said succubi away from him until he was strong enough to resist them However, the novelty of having a pet Cat-Human had given them a reason to coddle and dote upon him without using their charms to seduce and kill him, for which Kyo was eternally grateful. Now that he thought about it, he knew next to nothing about the pasts of the three females he lived with.

Kyo struggled back to reality when he realised Kilala had settled down next to him and was playing with his hair. She smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Welcome back. How was your day, kitten?"

His smile faded. "One of the Reikai Tentai saw me and brought me to Koenma's attention."

Kilala sat up abruptly, worried.

Kyo caught the look and broke in before she could speak. "Don't worry, I discouraged the goblin trailing me and even got his name. I'll have a chat with the one who dobbed me in tomorrow in a suitably public place."

Kilala still looked troubled, but she nodded her agreement anyway. "I'll have a word with King Enma if it keeps up. He owes me a few favours after that whole Shikon fiasco back in the Feudal Era..." She smiled down at the drowsy Kyo, once again playing with his cat-fur soft hair. "Don't you worry. Get some sleep. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Kyo nodded and curled into a content ball on top of the covers.

Kilala smiled affectionately as she turned out the light and closed the door.

But inside, she was worried the Koenma might try to force her kitten into his Tentai. He had so much untapped potential.

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