Author's Notes:

WHOOHOOO! 71 Reveiws and counting! I love you guys! (Not in the love-love kind of way. It's more like the whole,' thank you for exsisting now read and reveiw my stroies before I pull out the paperclip' way... xP I was so happy when we reached 71 for this. I was litterally jumping up and down with joy. You guys are all awesome! Without reveiws, all my muse for these things would die within weeks. And yet, this story has been up since what? July? August? x3 Thanks everyone! (Just wait until i reach my 100 goal... A special surprise may come with that...) My next goal for this chapter is around 85. Not to hard, ne? Just drop a comment or two.

OO I was talking to my mom about how great people have said my stories were, and now she wants to read them... Two words: I'm screwed. She forced me to send her my profile link... -sighs-

I hope to have the 'Big Bang' Chapter up by Halloween, so it'll kinda take place at the same time we're all out partying ourselves... xP Bye-Bye Mr. Dungeon...

Somebody requested a side fic to this for Kurama's 'Stroll' through Diagon Ally before he was killed, back in his demon days... I will work on that when I have time... xP

:c Sorry guys... No Karasu in this chappy... ;.;


The six of them walked through Hogsmeade on the Saturday it came up. Hiei had a Blood Pop in his mouth (much to Harry, Ron, and Hermione's disgust); Yusuke had pockets full of things from Zonko's and Kurama wrote down all the places that sold valuables. When asked why, he replied that his mother's birthday was coming up, though in reality, it was really in March. He didn't see much of interest though, only one or two things worth his time.

Harry glanced over at Kurama.

"Is something wrong?"

Kurama looked like he was going insane, or as if he was concentrating on fighting an extremely large urge.

"…I'm… Fine…" Came the throaty response. Now, the other four were looking at him too.

"Your voice sounds deeper. Do you have a cold, Shuichi?" Hermione asked.

'Youko?' Yusuke mouthed.

Kurama nodded. "I've... Got to…go…" is words were choppy, and his voice was changing tones. He quickly trotted away, towards the woods. "Eat without me."

"We should follow him, and make sure that he's okay." Ron said.

"No. I don't think so. He'll be fine." Yusuke replied.

Shrugging the Golden Trio along with Yusuke and Hiei went down to a Wizard's version of Quizno's.

Once they carried their lunch out the door with them, they went and say down in the woods, with Kurama nowhere to be seen.

"Oh man! I think I left a bag in that sub shop! It had all my Zonko's stuff in it!" Ron cried.

"We'll go back with you to get it. Someone needs to stay behind and watch our stuff." Harry said.

" I WILL!" Yusuke shouted before Hiei could say anything.

"I hate you, Detective." Hiei spat.

"Awww… What's a matter? I'll leave you a few crumbs." Yusuke grinned.

"My dear Lord of Raizen's decent, if you touch any of our food while we're gone, I'll make sure that there will never be any heirs to your throne." Hiei growled at him. Yusuke winced.

"Fine. Don't insult my royalty like that! I could have you executed!" Yusuke joked. Hiei snorted.

"No you couldn't, I could whip your sorry little hybrid ass in a one on one fight."

"Is that a challenge?" Yusuke rolled up his sleeves.

"Hn. Kokuryuuha'll have fun."

Yusuke paled. "HIEI! You can't let that thing loose! Remember what happened last time! It'll destroy the whole school in a heartbeat!"

"Hn. So? It took out a city, it can take out that wimpy little castle. I'd love to see what your shotgun could do to it."

"Hiei!" Yusuke whined.

"Umm… Sorry to interrupt your…interesting… conversation, but we need to go find Ron's bag!" Hermione said, sweat-dropping.

"Did your pet dragon really wipe out an entire city!" Ron asked excitedly.

"No." Hiei lied with such ferocity, that the others had a feeling they'd find their head and body in two entirely different places if they disagreed with him. "Inside joke."

"Oh."

"Is Yusuke really royalty?" Hermione asked as they walked down the street. "It would explain the whole, 'My Lord' thing"

Hiei snorted. "The damn Detective is half, I guess you could say. The 'My Lord' coming from me is a mocking gesture, in case your puny little minds couldn't tell."

"Cool! But, why is he such a... uh..."

"Delinquent? He didn't find out until four or five years ago. When he was fifteen, I think."

"Wait. Isn't he sixteen now? How could he have found out years ago then?"

Hiei snorted. "Never mind. My mistake. The English language is difficult."

Harry wasn't so sure. Hiei didn't seem to be the type to make a simple mistake… Even with the language barrier.

Meanwhile, With Yusuke…

Yusuke yawned while leaning on the tree. Their food was on a stump behind him. After Hiei's threat, Yusuke wasn't going anywhere near the stuff, not even his own. He suddenly heard a twig crack behind him, as well s the slight rustling of the paper of their food. He turned. Nothing. With a shrug, he leaned back up against the tree, and waited for the others to return…

"Yusuke, did you touch the food?"

Yusuke jerked. "No. I haven't been anywhere near it."

Hiei stared at him for a moment, then glanced at the food.

"I mean it Hiei! I swear!"

"You better…" Hiei muttered as he unwrapped his sub. Harry and the others did the same. Yusuke cautiously unwrapped his.

Hiei opened wide, and bit down, expecting to feel the crunch of lettuce and meat of the Ningen food. Instead, he felt…something…rubbery… He looked down. Sandwiched between the bread and fixings was something long, slender and pink. In fact, it looked like a...

"WHAT THE HELL? YUSUKE! YOU GOD DAMN PERVERT!" Hiei threw down the…thing… and lunged at Yusuke with a great amount of force and speed. He landed about ten punches in less than three seconds before Yusuke somehow managed to roll away.

"WHAT DID I DO!" Yusuke, now black and blue, yelled. The others moved in to try to restrain Hiei. One Death Glare from him, however, made them back up.

Without a word, Hiei pointed to his now dead food.

Yusuke glanced at it, and burst out laughing. Hiei growled, and took a step towards him. Only then did Yusuke glance at his own sandwich, and see the same thing. There was only one difference. Is special 'gift' was lubricated with mayonnaise. With a yelp he threw it down, disgusted. The Golden Trio looked at theirs. Theirs seemed somewhat normal. But still… they didn't want to take any chances. They tossed theirs a few feet away.

Hiei and Yusuke stared at the frightening things in their would-be lunch for a moment, then glanced at each other. All of a sudden, a crazed, deep-throated laugh cut through the silence. One word entered their minds. They looked at each other for a quick moment before opening their mouths.

"YOUKO! YOU ARE DEAD!"

They bolted; the sound of their mad rampaging could be heard.

"I guess we should follow them…" Ron said. "We could find out who this 'Youko' is. I know it isn't Shuuichi, though I have heard them mention them before…"

"Yeah… This guy has to be some sort of pervert… I wonder if it's Karasu…"

"Dunno... Come on… They're up ahead…"

Actually, they were NOT 'up ahead.' In fact, an hour later, when Harry and gang finally found them, they were all gathered around a very exhausted and frazzled Kurama. Hiei was just sheathing his blade.

"Next time, I swear, Youko is dead. And Shuichi, if you happen to get in the way, I pity you. What I find pitiful, is that he's using you as a shield…" Hiei muttered, disgust written over his face.

"Seriously. I mean, that was a good prank and all… I'm sure Hiei liked it..." Yusuke gave a pervy grin and ducked as Hiei glared at him. "But yeah… Hiei would end up violating his parole, and would be in prison for another… few bazillion years or so… Not that it makes a difference…"

"It's the 'special' Youko season, if you know what I mean… He's like this every year."

Yusuke shuttered. "And you have to put up with this every year! That's gotta suck…"

"You don't want to know, Yusuke."

"Hn. The ningen are here."

"What the-!" Yusuke said startled. "Oh. Hi guys."

"How'd you know that we were there?" Ron asked, as they emerged from the bushes.

"Hn."

"Let's go back to town. It's about time to return to Hogwarts anyway…" Kurama said. "So, Hermione, you mentioned something about how Counter Jinxes are improperly named. What did you mean by that?" He continued, trying to drive away any questions of why he was slightly cut up from Hiei's blade when Youko was out.

"Well, they aren't exactly counter curses per-say, more like…" Hermione dragged on. Kurama added constructive critism here and there.

"Man, smart people and their weird smart-people language…" Yusuke muttered. Ron and Harry nodded vigorously. "I feel like I'm surrounded by a crap load of Keikos…"

"Not true, Detective. If there was a few Keiko's here, we'd all be deaf, and you'd be pummeled into the ground…"

"Shut. Up."

Later, they were walking down the halls of the school, when Hermione finally came out with the question that had been bugging the three wizards.

"Who's 'Youko?'"

"Shuichi's other personality." Yusuke replied happily. Kurama's eye twitched.

"Nice way of putting it." He muttered dryly.

"Do you have multiple personalities?" Ron asked, suddenly stopping.

"No. Don't worry; I'm not a psychopathic. That'd be Hiei…" He chuckled as Hiei growled. "Youko is actually a very…insane… person… who is a bit too active this time of year. He's a friend of ours that seems to be visiting us from Japan. He left shortly before you found us in the woods. He's going back to Japan…"

Psht. I am? Youko muttered dryly.

"How so?"

"Imagine… Hm… imagine Yusuke after he's had several pots of highly caffeine-ated coffee, Mt. Dew, and sugar. Lots and lots of sugar. Also imagine Yusuke, with all this unspent energy, hanging around a bar-slash-strip club."

"Oh my god…" Came the three responses. "Is it that bad?"

"I'm not done yet." Kurama continued. "In addition to that, think of him being VERY drunk and having lots of females surrounding him, should he have managed to get into that strip club. Not to mention that Youko has an obsession with shiny things."

"HOLY-" Sweat dropping, eyes wide, and mouths open, the Golden Trio shuddered at the thought.

"Was I THAT bad?" Yusuke muttered, so low that only Hiei and Kurama heard him. "No wonder Keiko mauled me the next day…"

I'm not THAT bad!

No, you're worse.

Shut up Shuichi, before I kick your brain.

Can you even DO that?

Not exactly. But, I've lived in here for twenty-two years. I've figured out little things.

Shuichi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. Ow… Youko, you Sonofa…

Ah ah ah… Do we REALLY want to finish that?

Yes. Bitch.

Mouthy aren't we? Youko jabbed him again.

"And WHERE did you meet this… character…?" Harry asked, oblivious to the little battle taking place.

"He has a nasty habit of popping up at the worst times possible." Hiei said, his tone ending the conversation.

Harry and the others separated, each off to go to the library or the dorm, to finish up homework.

As they were walking, Hiei noticed a very pained look on Kurama's face, as well as a spike of ki.

"Hiei..." Came the hoarse voice. "Help… Me…" He said this in two different tones, and it had kind of a tune to it.

"Fox?" He asked, eyebrow raised.

"Shut…Him…Up…"

By now, Yusuke's attention had been gained as well.

"Nani?"

Kurama pointed wordlessly to his head. His face was contorted into what seemed to be pain and frustration. Frowning and looking around, Hiei undid his Jagan, and directed it to what was taking place in Kurama's head.

He froze for a moment, but Yusuke could see that he was trying not to laugh. Suddenly, he did something very unHiei-like, and gave in. He was clutching his sides, eyes closed.

"What is it? Hiei! What's wrong!" Hiei wordlessly connected Yusuke to Kurama's mind. Yusuke too, suddenly burst out laughing, only, unlike Hiei, he was rolling on the ground.

In Kurama's head, a chibi Youko could be seen, singing, dancing, and kicking, while a chibi Shuichi fought to cover his ears and protect his brain. It wasn't working.

But what was really making the Reikai Tentai laughing (and trying not to scream) was what Youko was singing happily…

"EVERYBODY ELSE HAS AHD MORE SEX THAN ME! WHOO HOOO!"

Regaining his composure, Hiei muttered, "Somehow, given your past life, THAT doesn't seem possible to me…"

"Pft. I'm sure he's currently life isn't that bad."

"...Yusuke, I'm not even going to ask what makes you think that."

"Come on, Hiei, you know you want to help him when he's in a demonic heat..."

"What the fuck? This isn't heat. This is... Youko acting like a fool before his energy cools down for the autumn."

"...Are you serious?"

"...You don't even WANT to know what he's like during youko-breeding-season."

"Oh? Do you know this personally?"

"No."

"...Right..."

Yusuke found himself pinned to the ground with a blade at his throat.

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"Something seems…dark… about the exchange students, Professor. And… I think Professor Karasu is a danger to Shuichi…"

"Really Harry? How so?"

"Well… Er… On our first day back, Hiei threatened Malfoy with a sword. He called it a Kat—Kata..."

"Katana?" Dumbledore filled in helpfully.

"Yeah, that. And anyway, he almost killed Malfoy… Not that he'd be missed, but still… And Karasu said something about threatening Shuichi's mom, and Yusuke told me that Karasu has an obsession with Shuichi. Karasu's been, uh, flirting with him every class, and Ku- I mean Shuichi is obviously not enjoying it…" Harry finished nervously.

Dumbledore frowned. A teacher obsessing over a student? Hmm… That needs to stop…

"Is there anything else, Harry?"

"Erm…"

"Yes?"

"Every time I get near one of the exchange students, or Karasu, my scar feels like someone has lit it on fire… I didn't tell Ron or Hermione, 'cause they'd get worried and all… They have enough stress on them…"

"I see…" Dumbledore's long, knarled hand twisted through his beard. "Is that all?"

"Yes sir…"

"Thanks for telling this to me, Harry. I will look into it as soon as possible. Now, what class are you supposed to be in?"

Harry paled slightly. "Potions."

"Ah… Well, you don't want to keep Professor Snape waiting, do we?"

Harry grimaced. "No sir…" He left the office quickly and quietly.

Dumbledore sighed. Then he realized something. "I don't remember ever seeing their records… I doubt they're mass murderers(A/N: Author snorts, bangs head on table and falls out of the chair), but I'll have to confiscate Mr. Jaganshi's sword…"

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"Hey Jaganshi! Looking for something?"

Hiei had been lost in thought as he wandered around the Forbidden Forest later that night. He felt something missing, but what? It was something extremely important too…

Hiei's gaze shot up in surprise that a human had dared to enter the forest. Then again, they weren't that far away from the castle… His eyes widened slightly. In Malfoy's hands were his tear gems. One was the one that his mother had given him, and the other was half black and half blue, from a time when he held Yukina when she had thought Kuwabara had died. When he saw the tear gym later, he quickly hid it before she caught a glimpse.(A/N: I know this isn't true, just something I made up. If it IS true, then YAY me…) She couldn't find out he was her brother… She'd reject him, he was sure…

Eyes narrowed, Hiei advanced slowly. "Give them back if you want to live to see tomorrow."

Malfoy smirked. "I don't think so. Do you have any clue how much they're worth? What these ARE? I'm surprised a petty nobody like yourself had these at all! But… They're mine now."

"Teme!" With a growl, Hiei withdrew his katana, coming within inches of the boy. Malfoy suddenly drew out his own sword, and sidestepped, barely escaping impalement, and swung at Hiei. Hiei flipped, and grinned, revealing his fangs.

"Do you really think it wise to challenge me?" He looked ready to kill. And he was, too. "Drop the gems now. This is your last warning." With that, he leapt, and landed five clean blows on Malfoy. Not enough to kill, but just small lacerations. Malfoy never saw him.

Panicked, Draco swung his sword around again, clumsily. Hiei grabbed it, and broke it in too. Malfoy backed up in shock. That sword had been quite heavy and very expensive. There was NO WAY that the midget could have done that with his bare hands. He saw flames erupt around him, only…they were black… In shock, he realized something.

"Y-You- YOU'RE N-NOT H-HU-HUMAN!" He shrieked, and tried to run, gems still in hand.

He tripped suddenly, and stumbled. He saw Hiei advancing on him at a lightening like speed, grinning sinesterly. He braced himself for the impact…that did not come. There was the sickening squelch of the sword passing through flesh, but it was not his. He felt something wet hit him, and looked up.

"KURAMA, YOU GOD DAMNED IDIOT!" Hiei shouted. Draco looked up with sick shock. Hiei's katana had gone completely through Kurama's stomach. Blood glistened in the moonlight on the length of the sword jutting out from his back. Hiei however, was wrapped in several vines.

"LET ME GO KITSUNE!" Hiei yelled, though Malfoy could see the vines unwrapping themselves from him, as if they were alive. The fire that had been there before was extinguished.

"Hiei." Malfoy was surprised Kurama could even talk. "You do realized that you almost killed him? You would have screwed our entire mission, and gone to jail for a few hundred years…"

Hiei growled. "He has the tear gems." At this, Kurama raised an eyebrow, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was gushing blood from his stomach. 'Oh…' He mouthed softly. He looked down at Malfoy. "Drop them. Now. Or…" Draco saw a large frightening looking tree next to him. "…Or, my Death Tree gets a snack. The last one it had didn't die for quite a while. It will send acid-like poison coursing through your veins. Not a very painless death…" Kurama gave a sadistic grin.

With a yelp, Draco threw the necklace up to him. "P-Please… D-D-Don't hurt m-me…" He whispered.

It was at that moment that Yusuke decided to show up. "Guys, a few of the teachers are coming, you might want to hurry." His eyes fell to Malfoy, Kurama, and Hiei, and back again. "I don't want to know…"

"Hiei… do you think you could toy with his memory?"

"Hn. Sure fox. But, I will expect back my sword from your gut by the end of tomorrow morning…"

The last thing Malfoy saw was a flash of light, then darkness…


A/N:

Yay! Another chapter finished! I was going to have the whole Kurama-On-A-Stick thing happening later, but I needed a filler...

Tell me what you think of this chapter! It took me a few weeks to write it, because i keep on thinking of what will happen AFTER Halloween... Yay...

Teme: A more insulting way to say 'You,' Quite litterally, 'You bastard...'

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