Author's Notes:

Sorry for the late chapter. SCHOOL. FREAKIN. SUCKS! and it's only my 3rd day. e.e Especially today. I accidentally sat on a red ant hill and got bitten several times in a place that is generally never allowed to be veiwed by public eyes. The first three hours of school today hurt/itched like hell... X.X

Stop laughing.

I know you are.

Stop it.

NOW! >E

They ave us homework. And projects. Who really gives a damn about algebraic equations and the square root of a peice of cheese? It's not like your employer is going to want you to know how to do Quantem Physics. Though, it could help you take over the world...

Anyway... here is chapter 4...


Chapter 4

The dungeons were cold. Freezing in fact. The only people who didn't seem bothered by it were Hiei and the greasy-haired man at the front of the room.

"Hi-ei! Could you please do –something- to heat us up?" Yusuke whined. "I'm freezing!"

"That's your problem, my Lord." Hiei sneered. "Even the baka can heat himself up. Why can't you?"

"I oughta shotgun you here and now. But, Koenma would kill me. And I've got no intentions of dying again."

"Good for you."

"Why you chibi-"

"Children, calm down." Kurama said hasitily as Hiei raised an eyebrow at the word 'chibi.'

"What are you guys talking about?" Ron asked, rather rudely.

"Ron!" Hermione yelled at him.

"Oh, it's nothing, really, those two were just about to rip each other's heads off. They argue like this everyday. It's only when they aren't trying to kill each other do you have to worry." Kurama gave a small laugh.

"If the five of you are done chit chatting, would you be so kind as to join the rest of the class? 10 points from Gryffindor." A cold voice cut in. His eyes fell on Kurama. "Tell me, Mr. Minamino, what effects does the sheep's stomach have in a Drought of Hunger?"

"In the Drought of Hunger, there is no sheep stomach. It is actually the stomach of a young deer. If one were to add sheep stomach, the result would simply cause the drinker's own stomach to instantly shrivel up." Kurama replied with a small smirk.

Snape sneered, but he accepted the answer. He was fuming because he could find no flaws in what Kurama just said. "Very well. It seems that you have some knowlage of potion making. Lets just see if you can actually make it." He flicked his wand and instructions appeared on the board. "You have until the end of class." He paired them off. The pairings included: "Weasely, Patil. Uremeshi, Potter. Granger, Minamino. Malfoy, Jaganshi."

Upon hearing the last pairing, Yusuke and Kurama's eyes widened. Oh great. Malfoy paled slightly. Hiei looked indifferent. They got into their groups, and imeadiatly, things went from bad to worse. Ron and Pavarti started silently arguing about Twrelany. Their potion turned pink instead of the blood red it was suppose to be. Only Kurama and Hermione were able to get the potion done. Hermione kept trying to make small talk with him. When Yusuke looked up from his and Harry's potion, he almost laughed at the look on Kurama's face. Kurama had a mixture of the I'm-Arguing-With-Youko and the Must-Restrain-From-Killing-The-Fan-girl look. Hiei and Malfoy…well… Yusuke could pick up bits and pieces of conversation.

"If I were to tell my father what you did to me, he'd have you carted off to Azkaban in a heartbeat."

Hiei snorted. "Whatever."

"What? We Malfoys are one of the oldest and most powerful wizarding families alive! We have connections in high places. And we can make your life a living Hell."

Hiei snorted again.

"Have you ever wondered what Hell is like? I can guarantee you that you will suffer unimaginably."

Hiei sneered. "I've been to hell and back a few times. I've experienced in a day more than you ever will in your lifetime."

Malfoy snorted this time. "Yeah? Like what? I bet you aren't even that powerful. I, on the other hand, know several forms of muggle martial arts, and I even know some wandless magic. I could beat you in a wandless fight any day."

Yusuke smiled when he heard this. This was going to be interesting.

"Is that a challenge? I can't fight you."

Malfoy smirked. "Too scared? Chicken. I bet you don't even know how to fight."

Yusuke was listening intently now.

Hiei quirked an eyebrow, and restrained himself from killing the insolent human then and there. "I. Am. Not. Afraid. I can't fight you, 1: Because a light thwack on the head from me would be enough to kill you, and 2: I'm on probation as it is. If I were to kill you without good reason…" Hiei pondered at the thought. Truth to tell, nothing too bad would happen to him. "And 3: It would provide me no challenge, no fun."

Malfoy just stared at him, and almost burst out laughing. "Yeah right. You're a shrimp. You couldn't do squat to me, with or without magic."

"Why you stupid, insolent hu-"

"YEOW!"

Hiei and Malfoy's cauldron was boiling, so hot, that the cauldron melted. Some of it "accidentally" splattered onto Malfoy's jeans.

The Gryffindors laughed as Malfoy leapt up, and danced around, the potion eating at his jeans. Hiei had an indifferent expression, yet a smug look in his eyes. Snape excused Malfoy to the Hospital Wing. The room tempurature was noticably warmer.

"What color was the potion supposed to be, Potter, Urameshi?" Snape's drawling voice caused Yusuke to jump in surprise, his finger beginning to slightly glow.

Yusuke looked down at his potion. It was cerulean. Not blood red, but the color of Botan's hair. Yusuke blinked.

"15 points from Gryffindor." He sneered, but was confused when Yusuke shrugged a small, 'Okay, whatever. Fine by me.' Shrug. He glared. "Would you like to make it 30 points then?"

Yusuke shrugged again. "Sure? Why not?"

Snape lost it. "Detention! And 50 points from Gryffindor!"

Yusuke yawned and the bell rang. Everyone was staring at him. He looked around at them. "What?"

"You just made us lose over 50 points on the first day. And you don't even care." A boy, Dean Thomas, said.

"Um… Am I supposed to?"

"Yes!"

Kurama broke out in a fit of laughter. Hiei stared at him.

"Is something… Funny?" Harry asked, timidly.

"N-No. Nothing is funny." Kurama said, a huge grin on his face.

Strange. Harry thought. His voice sounds deeper…

Yusuke stared at Kurama for a moment. Then, he shrugged nonchalantly, and they headed to their next classes.

The rest of the day went uneventful. With the exception of one incident in their break period, when Kurama tried to jump out a window. Thankfully, no one but Hiei and Yusuke were around to witness it. Hiei grabbed the fox's robes a second before he tried to leap out of a sixty foot window.

"YOUKO! Control yourself! Shuichi! At least ATTEMPT to control the fox!" Hiei hissed, as he threw Kurama up against the wall.

Kurama managed to keep a straight face. "I'm trying. He wants to play. And I haven't let him out for a while." Shuichi's voice said.

"Youko! If you blow our cover… Don't you think that it would give Karasu enough reason to… punish you?" Yusuke said, with his stupid grin on his face.

Kurama immediately looked sick again. "I'll kill him. Again. I don't care what Koenma says."

"Whatever. Shuichi, control your alter-ego. Youko, I sensed a few low-classed demon descendants in the forest. Tonight, we have our fun." Hiei said, a not too unusual gleam in his eye.

"Ha! I knew it! Even Hiei is restless!"

"Shut up Yusuke."

"Why?"

"Our fun, eh?" Kurama's eyebrows shot up.

"...Youko..." A warning growl.

"Yes, Hiei, please tell us what 'fun' describes..." Yusuke's innocent tone and expression pissed the fire demon off all the more.

A cough from the redhead. "How about we head to our next class."

"Hn. From the ones we've been to today, this is going to be a waste of our time."

"It'd be about impossible for a wizard to hit us with a spell, and if our wards didn't shield it, the affect would be a very unhappy Toushin. Or kitsune. Or fire koorime. Or…"

"We get the point Yusuke."

"Let's just go. The sooner this day ends, the sooner we can let the stir-crazy fox out."

Later that day, after the rest of their classes, they were seated in a group around the Gryffindor table, stuffing their faces to their hearts content. Or at least, Yusuke was. Hiei and Kurama didn't touch a thing. They just sat there, Hiei was scowling and Kurama was chatting with a few people.

"Why does everyone flinch everytime someone says 'Voldemort'? It looks funny." Yusuke stupidly asked.

There was a hush at the Gryffindor table, and everyone stared, wide-eyed at him.

"What do you mean-?"

"YUSUKE!" Kurama shouted. "You know very well why." He paused for a moment before saying, "Toguro."

Yusuke flinched. "Point taken. But for that… Karasu."

Kurama didn't fall for it. "The mention of someone's name is not going to-"

"Kuronue?"

Kurama flinched this time, not from fear, but instead, pain.

"Yusuke, that was over the line." Hiei said quietly.

"Yeah, I supposed." An appollogetic smile. "Sorry, man. Didn't mean to touch a nerve."

"Toguru-Keiko crossbred with Mukuro."

Yusuke's eyes widened. "Gah! Scary thought there… But surely…" He paused for a moment. "Would me mentioning the Koorime elders affect you in any way?"

Hiei snarled, and reached for his katana. "I've forgiven them, you idiot. Somewhat anyway."

"Hiei. Not now. Yusuke, shut up before I make you. And believe me, I will use every method in the book, and then some." The utter lack of emotion in the cold voice made the two stop bickering.

"Er…" They heard someone cough. Kurama looked around to see everyone still staring at them.

"Sorry. Yusuke can be… dense and forgetful at times…" He said, sweat dropping.

"You guys don't know about You-Know-Who?" Ron asked, with a shocked look on his face.

"Well, we do, but Yusuke didn't understand why people flinched. In Japan, one only fears someone's name when that person has personally done something to them horrible enough to do so…" He glanced around. "We've got to go. We're supposed to write home to tell our sensei about our first day…" It was of course, a lie. Partially. Koenma had told them that he wanted weekly reports. Kurama stood up and practically dragged Yusuke out of the room. Hiei followed a few feet behind. They left rest of the table confused and a bit wary.

"Yusuke…"

"What? So what if I forgot… And seriously. I'm sorry. I trully didn't mean-"

"-It's already the first day, and we're close to blowing our cover!-"

"-And tonight Youko comes out to play.-"

"-Don't remind me. Youko wants to come out right here and now, and would too…-"

"-I don't doubt it.-"

"-I'm going to go check out the Slytherin rooms. See you in an hour or two.-" Hiei muttered

"-We can't be seen breaking curfew. Be back by nine. Anyways, can't you just use your Jagan?-" Kurama asked, carefully avoiding an invisible step.

"-I could, but where's the fun in that?-"

Yusuke snorted with laughter. "-Hiei, even I think the security here is weak. This will be a piece of cake for you. No fun either way.-"

"-Che.-" Was all that was heard before Hiei flitted off.

"-He's bored.-"

"-So are you.-"

"-And you are too. I saw you aiming to shotgun that professor.-"

"-So? It would have been low powered. It'd make him staggar at the most.-"

"-Regardless. Save your energy for tonight.-"

"-Sure. Wanna go wander the halls and hope nothing decides to jump out at us at odd, random places?-"

"-Sounds good to me. But remember. We can't destroy anything…-"

Meanwhile, Hiei was making a few discoveries himself. It had been easy enough to get into the Slytherin Common room. All he had to do is knock a few times on a certain wall then say some stupid password. He'd gotten in without doing either.

Now, he was surveying the green and silver room with disgust. But then, this was easier on the eyes than the Gryffindor room. Still. Did humans not have a sense of taste in color? Surely they weren't color-blind...

He unwrapped his Jagan after his senses told him that no one was there. He surveyed all the rooms and found almost nothing of interest. Then, he got to Draco Malfoy's belongings. Interesting. There was a darker aura around his stuff than any of the others. Hiei looked closer. Hm. A few things that he was sure that weren't allowed at school, such as a heavily jeweled sword. At first it had caught his interest. Then, he snorted as he realized that the jewels were fakes and the sword was duller than his bokkan. No doubt the Malfoy kid thought the jewels were real. He snorted again at the thought. Stupid ningens.

He heard several footsteps headed his way. Damn. They were coming back from dinner. As the stones began moving he flitted out. As he passed, he heard something tear felt something rip into him. Shit! When he was running out the Slytherin room, he ran too close to the moving bricks. One had caught his side, and he now had a large gash. Oh what joy. This day keeps getting better and better…

Kurama looked up from his Gobstones game while Yusuke was wiping the black goo off his face. He saw the portrait fly open and a black blur shoot across the room.

"Hello Hiei. Find anything?"

-Hn. Dark auras, and a sword covered with fake jewels and blunter than my bokkan.- Hiei looked over at Yusuke, who's face was now black. "What the hell happened to you Detective?" He asked, snorting.

"Shut up Hiei. I lost a game of these weird freaking marbles. The shoot black stuff at you when you lose."

Hiei didn't reply. He just stood there smirking.

"Nice going Hiei. You got back just before curfew. What took so long?" Kurama asked, flipping through a book.

"Hn. I had to go wash up."

-Really?- Kurama sniffed the air. -I thought I smelled blood. What happened?-

-Cut myself by running by the edge of a brick corner. The Slytherins now have a hole in the doorway to their stupid dorms.-

-How do you know that you caused a hole when running by, Hiei?- Yusuke said after finally wiping the ink from his face. Hiei turned to him and glared.

-Because 1) you cannot nick yourself on a brick while running by at over one hundred and twenty kilometers an hour, and it not breaking. And 2) I just pulled out about half a bricks' worth of rock and gravel out of my side.-

Kurama and Yusuke winced. "Ouch."

-No shit.-

"Get to bed everyone! Lights out!" Their Head of House, McGonagall called.

With a sigh, the Demonic Trio walked up the stairs into their room. A few people were already asleep. Others were crawling into their beds, grumbling. Hiei walked over to the window sill, and casually sat in it, looking out the window.

-We'll leave as soon as McGonagall comes in to check on everyone at midnight.- He heard Kurama whisper to Yusuke. He heard them crawl into their beds, to rest up for what was to come later on that evening.

One hour later, Hiei heard the door open again. Everyone was sleeping, their breathing patterns assured that. Kurama and Yusuke were only snoozing very lightly. Hiei didn't need sleep.

"Mr. Jaganshi, you need to go to sleep. 5 points for still being up at this hour," He heard the woman call.

He gave a small growl, and acted as though he was crawling into his own bed. The lady seemed satisfied and left. As soon as the door closed, he was up again. He heard Yusuke shuffle around.

-Is she gone?-

-Hn.-

-Good. Youko Kurama. Time to come out and play.-

The three silently jumped out the window. Hiei and Kurama zipped into the Forbidden Forest. Yusuke followed not too far behind, but far enough so that it took him a minute to catch up with the others.

There was a burst of light, and within seconds, a tall, silver haired man with ears and a tail stood in the place of where a red head had been before.

-Hello Youko.- Hiei said as he unsheathed his katana. No bokkan tonight. He had some anger to vent off.

The kitsune just smiled and flicked his tail suggestivly.

-Let the games begin.- Yusuke muttered to himself, as he took battle stance, his hair grew longer and faint blue marks appeared on his skin...


Author's End Notes:

LEPRECHAUN!

Anyway...

I didn't make Snape's dungeon die yet. YET. It will. 8 or 9th chapter. Whatever. You got a sneak peak. Lucky you...

I know. You guys hate me for not posting Witchcraft and Wolve's new chapter. Thing is... I kinda lost any and all plot plans, because they all...sucked. Same for Road to Paradise... Don'tkillme. I'm working on it. I sit in my evil Business and Marketing/Career Choices class as well as Gym class and plan those two fics. I'm trying to make them my main focas, but school is getting in the way. Damn school. I wish I got paid when people read my stories. Or just when they reveiwed. I'd be rich if I got five bucks a hit. Or just a dollar. Then, I wouldn't have to go to school, and could make my money writing fanfics. Then, you people would have enough crap written by me to suit you for a life time. x3