A/N:

Yes, it's early. But, I have to catch a plane tomarrow. I'm sure you guys aren't going to
complain about a chapter coming early, now are you?

October 10th, 2005

Ha. I'm surprised that no one has found the 'secret message'.Don't worry though...they don't know of the Tantei.


"I'd like to welcome our new exchange students from Japan. They will be sorted first, and then we will move onto our first years, then the feast." Dumbledore sat down, and McGonagall stood up and called out a name.

"Uremeshi, Yusuke."

Yusuke strutted up to the hat, and plopped it onto his head.

"I need to see inside your head to see what house you need to be in."

"Um, no. That's not going to happen rag. Just put me into that one… uh, Gryffindor."

"I can't do that."

"I don't give a damn. Do it or you won't live to the next sorting."

"Temper, temper…Fine. I can see that you ARE courageous, you guard your friends and have self-sacraficed yourself for others… so, GRYFFENDOR!"

Yusuke proudly walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Harry.

"Jaganshi, Hee."

"It's HE-AYE baka oban…" Hiei growled as he grudgingly put the hat over his anti-gravity hair.

"Why don't you people let me see inside your heads?"

"We have our reasons. Put me with the idiot, or…" Hiei gave the hat a mental image of it burning.

"Even more of a temper than the last one. You aren't going to like me for this, but better be… SLYTH-"

You finish that, and you will go up in flames, right here and now." Hiei focused his youki just enough so that the corners of the hat began to curl from the heat.

"Jeez! Fine then. This is going against every rule in the book, but… GRYFFINDOR!"

Everyone in the room exchanged confused glances. That had never happened before. Kurama and Yusuke had a good feeling that they knew what happened. A waftinf scent of burnt fabric confirmed Kurama's suspicions.

"Minamino, Shuuichi."

He gracefully glided up to the hat. Behind him, he heard a murmer through the crowd. And, to his disgust, this is what he heard.

"Wow, she is beautiful."

"I wonder if she'd go out with me…"

"That's a boy… but he is still beautiful. Maybe I could get him to sleep with me…"

Kurama twitched. He placed the hat onto his long, rose colored hair, and before the hat could say one word, he said,

"Put me with my friends, or I can assure you that whatever torture the others promised you will be at least ten times worse."

The hat gulped, and muttered something about rudeness, and shouted, "GRYFFINDOR!"

Kurama stood up, and, with a pleasant smile on his face, strode over to the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore stood up again after the first years were sorted, and began his beginning of the year speech.

"Welcome back everyone! This year has brought some interesting changes to us. We have three new Japanese exchange students, and a new DADA teacher." He smiled. "Unfortunatly, he could not attend tonight, but I will introduce him anyways. Please welcome Proffessor-" At that moment, a clap of thunder erupted through the hall, drowning out Dumbledore's words. His speech continued on for a few moments, as if nothing happened, then he ended it with 'ereht era snomed gnoma su' Suddenly, food of all kinds appeared on the plates. Yusuke looked as if he had just been granted into Heaven, and dove right in.

"I wonder what frightened Peeves so much. I haven't seen him this scared since… well, never. Not even the Baron has ever done anything like this to him…"

"I wonder who the new teacher is… I couldn't hear it over the thunder…"

"Hey, Shuichi. Why don't you trim your hair a little. Maybe it would make people stop thinking that you are a girl…" The boy, Ron said, his mouth full of fried chicken.

"Ron! Honestly! Don't talk with your mouth full. And besides. If he wanted to cut his hair, he probably would have done it before it got so long…" Hermione snarled at Ron.

"No, no. It's okay. People have told me the same thing before. I just… like it this way." Kurama said with a small smile.

Hiei snorted. Kurama raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"Why is it that everyone you meet thinks you're female?"

"At least I don't get mistaken for a serial killer every time I set foot in a public area!" Kurama said, a little too loudly. People around them stared.

"Hn. That only happened once or twice." Hiei shot a glare to Yusuke, who was laughing crazily.

"Hey, Hiei, what was up with the hat wanting to put you into Slytherin?" Harry asked. The hat had wanted to put him in Slytherin as well, so he was curious.

"Hn."

"He says that he has his own reasons." Kurama said with a laugh.

"Hn. Baka Kitsune."

"I know I'm right." Kurama teasingly shot back.

"You can understand what he's saying?" Harry asked.

"Yeah. We've known each other very well for... a while." Kurama replied.

"Hey! You know what I realized?" Yusuke suddenly asked.

"What?" Kurama inquired.

"The DADA teacher."

"So?"

"I think-"

Hiei choked on his food and turned to Yusuke. "You can think?"

"Shut up Hiei. Anyway, I think the toddler knows who it could be… Seeing as well… you know." He looked at Hiei.

"And? Your point?"

"What if it is Grandma?"

"I doubt it Yusuke. She really wouldn't teach here. I think she would cause serious bodily harm to anyone who even remotely suggests it. Or she'd make them train with her for a year…"

"Who's 'Grandma'?" Hermione asked. The others looked shocked. They hadn't realized that they had been speaking English for the entire conversation.

"Grandma is someone we knew in Japan." Yusuke said with a shrug.

"So she is your Grandma?"

"Actually, she isn't. In fact, she hates it when he calls her 'Grandma.' So, in return, she calls him 'Dimwit.' And she puts him through her training courses. Which are extremely… Difficult, I suppose you could say." Kurama explained, picking up a brownie, as the desserts had now popped up. Hiei attacked the Ice cream, and contented himself with a large mountain of a banana split. Several people laughed when they saw this, but Hiei's glare put an end to it immediately.

Half an hour later, everyone in the hall was stuffed, and the DADA teacher still hadn't shown up. Not that they cared or anything. They'd find out soon enough. As they were leaving, a boy from another table walked up to them. Behind the boy were two large boys with an arrogant look in their eyes.

"So, Jaganshi. What made the rag put you with this trash?" The blond boy said, with a superior tone in his voice.

Hiei narrowed his eyes. "Who the hell are you, and why does it matter?" Kurama and Yusuke stared on. Taken by surprised, Malfoy stepped back. Hiei turned to leave.

"I am Draco Malfoy, and you need to learn to respect your betters." He reached for Hiei's right arm, and pulled him back.

Oh shit. Kurama and Yusuke both thought.

Hiei paused for a moment, but a split second later, he had Mafoy on the ground with the blade of his katana at his throat, his sleeves slipped down, revealing his bandaged wards on both arms.

"Never. Touch. Me." Hiei said, his voice cold and icy.

Malfoy whimpered, and Crabbe and Goyle were pressed up against the wall in fear. Yusuke and Kurama looked on with an amused glint in their eyes, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked pale.

"Hiei. Let him up. Now." Kurama said after a few seconds. They noticed a dark spot forming on Malfoy's pants. Hiei smirked and sheathed his sword, and walked away as if nothing had happened. Malfoy stumbled away.

"Nice Hiei! Though, seeing the moron burn slowly and painfully would have been better…" Yusuke said happily.

Kurama sighed. "Hiei, that wasn't a smart thing to do…"

"Hn."

"Hey, Hiei, I think you should go see Madam Pomfrey about your arms. She's a great healer." Hermione said, pointing to it. Malfoy had managed to pull the bandages loose, and part of Hiei's Kokuryuuha tattoo could be seen.

"Hn." The ward was loose, and Hiei contented himself with summoning his ki to hold it in place until he could safely restrain it later.

"What ever happened to it anyway?" Harry curiously asked. To him, it appeared as if it had been burned.

"Nothing that concerns you, ningen." Came the response.

"Hiei!" Kurama barked, his tone scolding. A sigh. "When's the last time you applied that salve I gave you? It's supposed to help keep the, uh, pain under control." He said, aware they were being watched.

"Last I saw him use it was at the Dark- er… I mean the DT." Yusuke said. He was quick to catch his mistake, for once. Hiei snorted.

"Observant, aren't you Detective? Wasn't that, I dunno… A few years ago?"

"Shut up Hiei. Or I'll poke out your eyes in the next spar." Hiei caught the meaning

"Like you could even land a blow. You wouldn't make it within ten feet before you were burned alive. Simple. Then you wouldn't have to worry about cars anymore, my Lord." He said sarcastically. Yusuke frowned, and rubbed at a bug bite located on the upper part of his left arm, hidden by his sleeve.

"Wanna bet?"

"Che."

"I'll take that as a yes."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were listening with rapt attention. Kurama rubbed his temples. They had gotten into the habit of using English. It would be too suspicious if they spoke in the Makai dialect too much… And as for their Japanese… They didn't want to make people think that they were plotting or something. And keeping mind links up all the time required too much concentration, of which Hiei spent most of his building shields around the three demon's minds so no one could intrude. Plus, it got a little difficult to speak to people outside the link, like listening to several conversations at once.

The six walked into the Gryffindor common room, with the demons thinking about how weak the defenses of the school were, and Hermione pointed them in the direction of their dorms, the showers, and other odd places that made up Gryffindor Tower. The demonic trio made their way to their dorm, leaving the others behind.

"Did you see how that kid walked? He acted as if he owned the whole school! Even I don't swaggar that much!" Yusuke said with a laugh as he remembered how Malfoy had tripped on his way out the door.

A snort. "I have to agree with you for once."

"I wonder how Kuwabara is doing…" Kurama mumbled thoughtfully.

"Probably tripped and fell into a ditch, unconscious after chasing his stupid cat."

"Probably. That boy is quite dense…" Kurama muttered in response to Yusuke.

"The people here are weak. Even Kuwabara would have put up more of a fight." Hiei's eyes widened. "I just complimented the baka. Ack. I feel so unclean…" He sauntered off to find the showers.

"What was that about?" A new voice called. Neville, from the train.

"Nothing. He just complimented someone. Now he must try to wash away the dirt the comment brought." Yusuke snickered.

"I still can't find Trevor…" Nevelle sadly muttered. Kurama and Yusuke exchanged glances.

"Let's get some sleep. Youko has ebbed away at my patience today…" Kurama whispered to Yusuke.

Yusuke shrugged. "Fine." He plopped down onto his given bed and was asleep before his head hit the pillow. Kurama soon followed, wondering how the wards Hiei had put on his bandages and tattoos had come loose…

Meanwhile, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in the common room, discussing the new 'exchange students.'

"Something is…strange about them. Didn't you hear Yusuke? He was about to say something with the word 'Dark' but instead suddenly said 'DT.'" Hermione said, settling back into a large poofy armchair.

"Yeah. I saw him rubbing his left arm. Could he be a Death Eater? Hiei called him 'My Lord' and 'Detective' once…" Harry asked, stroking Crookshanks.

"I don't know. Though, he I'm pretty sure he is. Watch yourself around him…" Hermione warned.

"Yeah. That Shuuichi is strange too. He seemed to be the only one who had remotly any control over Hiei and Yusuke. Why does Hiei and Yusuke call him 'Fox' anyway? Hiei's eyes are odd too… And he seems to have a nasty temper. He would have beheaded Malfoy, I'm sure, given the chance…"

"Nasty Hiei's nasty temper is about to get a lot worse if you don't drop the subject and keep your ningen noses out of our business." A voice snarled from behind them. Hiei was standing on the stairs and was gazing at them with his fiery red eyes. He turned and walked into his dormitory, leaving three very startled teenagers sitting by the fire. When he was done putting more wards on all of his, Yusuke, and Kurama's belongings (of which Koenma had picked up for them. The reason: Kurama knew his way around Diagon Alley all too well.), he leapt onto the windowsill and stared out the window, pondering. This was going to be a long year…


Does Hiei ever get back the tear gem he had with him when he was thrown off a cliff as a baby? Also, doesn't he kill his mother? I'm pretty sure I read in a few places that he did or something... x.x Eh. Enough of my random blabbering. I was drunk on Mt. Dew while writing this fanfic, as I usually am. x3 Somebody told me I rely way too much on Mt. Dew. They're probably right...

Translations: (Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.)

Baka- idiot/stupid

ningen- human

oban- hag/bitch

kitsune-fox

ki-energy

youki-demon energy

youkai-demon

Iie- No