After the boy's little run in with McDonalds, Kurama and Kuronue waited outside the cottage for Kuwabara.

"What's taking lumpy so long?" Kuronue grunted kicked the ground.

"I hope he knows how to get here…" Kurama asked dully.

"Oh, great! You mean he may not know how to get here then?" Kuronue asked sighing. Kurama shook his head.

Kuronue looked at the ground in dismay. 'What's wrong with me? I was fine till we had to go to that damned castle…' Kuronue thought scowling at himself under his breath. Kurama heard him and walked slowly over to him.

"Kuronue…about the night at the castle…-"

"No…it never happened. Alright?" Kuronue snapped. Kurama flinched. Sighing he sat down on the grass.

After a couple uneasy seconds Kurama broke the silence.

"Don't worry…Kuwabara will come, he knows his way around with cars…or maps…" Kuronue sighed and sat down next to him.

"I'm sorry…but really…can we just forget about the whole night…? It was a side of me not meant to be shown." Kurama sighed.

"Very well…" Just as Kurama's last Sybille was finished a truck sped up the road. Kuwabara was behind the wheel. Stopping in front of the two he rolled down the window.

"Hey, you guys! You gonna come or not?" Kuwabara yelled out the window with a wide smile and a huge ego at the thought that he had found his way to them.

"Yes…" Kurama sped into the cottage and came out with two big suitcases.

"The rest will stay in the storage…" Kurama mumbled as he plopped the suitcases in the car.

Kuronue nodded and gave a smile to Kuwabara, which almost killed him.

'Oh what fun this will be…'

"Well, uh, we're here!" Kuwabara yelled out, getting out of the truck to a paved driveway-Kurama's house.

"'Ey…not a crappy place you got here…" Kuronue smiled and looked up at the house. A small yellow house, green French shutters.

"I do the best I can." Kurama blushed, dragging the suitcases and Kuwabara came over to help.

"Well, jeez Kurama, it's not like normal either…secret annoying doors…" Kuronue shot up to Kuwabara.

"Secret doors?" Kuronue asked, rising an eyebrow to Kuwabara. Kurama gestured for Kuwabara to be quiet.

"Oh, yeah…don't know where they all are yet though…" Kurama put a hand to his face.

"There's nothing in them, just a little extra storage just in case. Nothing of use." Kuronue looked suspiciously at Kurama.

"O.K…" Kuronue smiled weakly and walked in the house, with the other two following behind them.

"Whew…Nice place Kurama…" Kuronue stared at the living room. Velvet curtains, two old settees, red, brown rich paint. The kitchen off to the right was wooden, and gave a warm feeling.

"Thank you…Kuronue…your room is down that hallway, to the right." Kurama helped Kuwabara heave in a trunk, which was followed by bringing in the suitcases they had put down on the ground.

HELP ME! I'VE RUN OUT OF IDEAS!

ARGH'

(Kuronue holds up help sign) "Plwes hewlp her, before she makes one of the characters rape me!"

(Stares at Kuro) "I DO NOT CONCER!"

Help me though...seriously...