AbhorsenSabriel87: Hello again readers! Apparently, y'all like this fic, so I think we're going to continue it! --smiles--

Trenity170: --nods-- Apparently.

Sabriel: As you can see, this time, I'm in control this chappie, so expect some randomness and lame comments since I write like crap.

Trenity: --sighs-- Here we go again... Sabs, you write just fine. Now move on already.

Sabriel: --sighs-- Fine. Responses at the end, and here we go...

((Ningenkai: New Jersey International Airport))

---"Cool!" Kurama and Hiei stepped off the plane in the American airport, directly behind their two rather excited human companions. Both were about sixteen with brown eyes, the smaller with slicked back black hair and the taller sporting tightly curled orange-red hair. Both seemed immensely excited about being in another country, especially America of all places. In case you're wondering, dear readers, it was in fact the shorter of the two who had spoken, and his name is Yusuke Urameshi, the first of this unusual group to become a Reikai Tentai. The other ningen's name was Kazuma Kuwabara, the last of the group to join and definitely the dumbest. In case you're wondering, also, why these two came along on this invitation extended exclusively to Kurama and Hiei, it's because they found out about it somehow and promptly asked if they could come as well. Kurama, not being one to put them out, said yes, and Hiei made his pessimistic addition that they would have to front for their own plane tickets and passports. Because Koenma did so gladly (gee, we wonder why... -.-U), the four spent the last twenty hours on a jet plane to New Jersey. "This is so awesome!" Yusuke exclaimed again, gazing in wonder out over the Garden State from the huge glass windows of the loading dock. "We're in America! This rocks!"

---"Calm down you two," Kurama said gently, smiling as he grabbed the two ningens and pulled them over to the baggage claim, Hiei directly behind them. As soon as they retrieved their bags from the seemingly-never-ending-conveyor-belt-of-doom, the four maneuvered their way among the other tourists to the waiting area for their ride to the hotel and later the hospital that Kurama and Hiei would be working at for the next few weeks. "So, who are we waiting for?" Kuwabara asked for the hundredth time since they left Japan.

---"We're waiting for someone named Dr. Chase to pick us up," Kurama explained tirelessly... once again. "He should be here shortly, so just relax and be patient." This comment/idea lasted all of about two minutes before Yusuke decided to speak.

---"Say, what are you two doing working at a hospital anyway, let alone one in America?" he asked suddenly, as if the question had magically popped into his head. "I mean, they flew you two in from Japan free of charge and... do you guys even know what you're doing here?" Hiei looked over at the dark-haired ningen, a bored expression essentially slapped onto his young features. "We're here on behalf of Dr. House," he explained, annoyance and contempt dripping from his voice. "All the hospitals in the area are shorthanded for the moment and they need the best."

---"The best?" Kuwabara interjected. "The best at what? What exactly are you guys going to do? Kurama's still in high-school and you just kill people. You don't have any medical training." Now highly annoyed with the ningen (and just about ready to rip Kazuma's tongue out), Hiei glared rather darkly at the copper-haired teen. But before he could respond to the possibly unintentional insult, another voice cam from behind them, speaking in English.

---"Excuse me," he asked, causing Yusuke, Kazuma, and Kurama to look in his direction as Hiei turned around. "Are you the four from Japan I'm supposed to pick up?" The man spoke with a British accent, although it did appear that he had been in the states for a while. He stood slightly shorter that Kuwabara at an easy six feet high, and his short sandy hair was slightly waved. His shirt and pants under his doctor's overcoat was the same color as his eyes; a stony grey and his features (although it was pretty obvious he was British) seemed like the all-American idea of good looks at around thirty.

---"We are," Kurama answered, standing up and shaking the doctor's hand after switching to English himself. "Thank you for picking us up, doctor." The other returned the handshake casually and looked at the other three warily. "Right then," he sighed, letting go of Kurama's hand and sticking his own in his pocket. "I'll go take you to the clinic to meet the others. I'm Dr. Chase, by the way." On that note, the four grabbed their bags and followed Chase out to the waiting car in the loading zone.

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---As soon as they walked into the Clinic, a woman's voice called out in an impatient tone, "Where have you been Dr. Chase?" When the Reikai Tentai turned to look at the speaker, it was none other than our lovely Dr. Cuddy; vicious tone, business suit, Stiletto heels and all. "Who are they?" she demanded, motioning to… well, who else? Chase faltered for a moment before clearing his throat and replying, "They're, ah, the new staff. House told me to bring them directly here. I... hope that's not a problem, Dr. Cuddy."

---Cuddy scowled for a moment at him, then locked eyes with all of our Japanese friends in turn. "Right. I remember sending out messages to two of them," she replied in distaste. "Who are the other two?"

---"Our original employer wished that they come along with us," Kurama interrupted, trying to think up something quickly that would make sense. "We're a four man team usually, and while Dr. Yukaito and I handle the more obvious problems, Kazuma here works our computers for us and Yusuke manages security and Clinic Duty." Nice going Fox-boy! Yusuke thought as Cuddy appeared to be skeptical and gave up. Chase sighed in relief, then looked over to Kurama. "You can weave a pretty quick tale, Dr. Minamino," he said briskly, shooting a pearly grin over his shoulder before walking them to the elevator.

---Although no one noticed him, Hiei hesitated and shifted uneasily as the elevator came down to their floor. He wasn't frightened of the damnable things per say; he just disliked how tight they were. When the door opened, the elevator cleared completely of its occupants (consisting of a blonde nurse and a young brunette in jeans and a plaid over shirt) and Chase stepped in. "Going up," he stated. The Spirit Detectives entered the elevator and rode it up to the fourth floor, where Dr. House's office seemed to lie in wait.

---Before they could reach the room, there came a call behind them, once more for Dr. Chase. When the team turned back, coming towards them was a young woman in a doctor's coat. Her long brunette hair was tied back in a tight ponytail, and she slowed as she met up with them, a gentle smile on her face. "There you are!" she stated, glancing at all of them. "It's great to finally meet you all."

---"Oh, hello Cameron," Chase replied, folding his arms over his chest. "Where's Foreman?" The brunette looked back to the British oncologist and rolled her eyes. "Surgery," she replied. "He should be out any minute. Have you seen House, by the way? He's not in his office, and the Clinic nurses haven't seen him." Chase shrugged, apparently not worried by this. Kurama, however, looked at the young woman with concern. "Is it usual for him to disappear like this?"

---Surprised at his concern (and the fact that he was speaking to her), Cameron caught Kurama's gaze, noting how large and gemlike his eyes seemed. "Well, actually, yes," she answered. "He'll dodge Clinic duty like it's the plague."

---"Unless it is the plague," Chase added. Cameron glared at him, then turned back to the Detectives. "Well, we may as well just wait in the office until we get a case," she said. "Come on, I'll show you the way." Walking past them, she led them down the hall, Chase at her side.

---"Is it just me, or does this House guy seem like a flake to you?" Yusuke asked, switching to Japanese while talking to Kuwabara. The taller teen grinned and nodded, replying, "Even worse than you, Urameshi." The human glared at his best friend, then stopped suddenly so not to crash into Kurama, who stood in front of him also at a standstill. Yusuke was about to ask what the deal was when he noticed Cameron's exasperated look. "He locked the door!" she complained to Chase, her voice more than just annoyed and upset. "What a miserable…" She sighed, then looked back to Chase. "Do you have the key?"

---The blonde shook his head, then countered, "Does Foreman?"

---"I doubt it," Cameron replied in exasperation. "Why does House have to be so-" There was a slight clicking noise behind her, and everyone looked in time to see Hiei pushing the door open and walking inside. "How did…?" Cameron asked, trailing off as she stared in disbelief at her co-worker. He had no answers, however; Chase was just as bewildered, but he walked in anyway, holding the door open for the female doctor and the rest of the Detectives, all of whom entered the office.

---Surprisingly neat, it looked as though it had belonged to a zen master before a doctor occupied it. Ficcuses stood in their pots next to the shaded window, and a paper-and-wood light sat in the corner by the door. The desk was the only thing in the room that looked cluttered; papers strewn about with no discernable order, as well as pens, files, and the occasional clipboard. Also sitting on the desk was a portable TV, a computer, and a rubber ball about half the size of a basketball. Yusuke and Kuwabara looked at it all with some interest before following Chase and Cameron into the meeting room adjacent to the office. Kurama and Hiei followed behind, though Kurama had a slight smile on his face. "Was that really necessary?" he asked in Japanese, looking down at his friend.

---"Would you rather be sitting outside waiting for an unreliable pest who may or may not show up?" Hiei muttered in response, taking a stand by the window of the room as Kurama sat at the table next to Cameron. The woman smiled at him, but didn't have a chance to say anything before a young black man walked into the room as well, slipping on a doctor's coat over his surgeon's uniform. "Sorry I'm late," he said quickly. "What'd I miss?"

---"Nothing yet," Chase answered. "House ditched Clinic Duty, so we're waiting here for him."

---"Again?" The man sighed in exasperation. "I thought Cuddy found a way to keep him in here."

---"She did," Cameron replied. "He just doesn't care unless it's a case."

---"Oh, are you all talking about me? I'm so honored."

((End Chapter))

Sabriel: Okay! That's the end of this chapter, so I'll toss it over to Tren!
Trenity: But I don't want it.
Sabriel: You're more like House, so you have to do it!
Trenity: No!
Sabriel: --opens blinds to show hoards of rabid fans--
Trenity: O.O Okay… I'll do it.
Sabriel: --smiles-- Good. Now, reviewer responses!

Nikkler – Thanks a bunch. Tren's good at that.
Trenity: --grumbles darkly--

shadow-kun – Hey-oh J.T. Here's the update you've been begging me for. Now actually read it, okay?

bloodykazekitsune – The funny stuff will happen next chapter, I assure you.
Trenity: You're only saying that because you're making me do House.
Sabriel: Of course! I do drama, you do humor!
Trenity: --sighs--

Inikus – Hah! --points at Tren-- See! I told you it was a good idea!
Trenity: --glares--

Sabriel: That's all the reviews!
Trenity: Give us more… actually don't. I don't want to write the next chapter. --gets hit upside the head with Sabriel's trademark giant rubber mallet, falls over oro-eyed--
Sabriel: --drags her off-- Thanks readers! Please review!