A/N: I know, I'm sorry the chapters are short, I'm really trying to lengthen them. I hope you like it though. Oh! And this is the last time I'm going to say this, I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, or any of its characters, but I do own Eri. So no stealing! From now on, look back here for disclaimers.

"Yes, wings," Koenma sighed, looking to Kurama for help and clarification. The thoroughly confused Eri looked at the red-head standing beside her as well, curious and anxious for an answer. It had never been clear to her, or to anyone else she knew of, that there was a pair of wings that appeared on her back. Not ever, though in truth that didn't mean much. Kurama nodded, and Koenma continued glad for the affirmative response. "Kurama has told us that you sprouted and spread wings yesterday when you attacked that youkai. What about them?"

"What about them?" she asked skeptically. "I've never known I had wings until about two minutes ago, when you said something. Truthfully, I don't know what to tell you because I don't know a thing about them." Brushing her soft lavendar hair from her face, the teen sighed, not wanting to stand here and play these games. They were so useless, and pathetic. The fact that the ruler of the Underworld cared that an angel had wings was amusing, but not enough to make her smile. Then again, very little made her smile these days.

Annoyed, Koenma sighed and turned back to Kurama. "Will you tell her what her OWN wings look like?" he requested. Now, the obvious irritation in his voice was enough to make Eri smile, though she took great pains to make sure no one noticed. The toddler that ruled Otherworld was grumpy, maybe it was naptime.

Kurama nodded in spite of Koenma's agitation and was glad the one beside her was better composed. As he began to speak, Eri's mind wandered, she took in her surroundings which she'd just found interesting. There wasn't much left to see except the furniture, but it became clear that the black-haired one was a demon. The two boys, one in blue and one in green uniforms, Eri had seen around town before, usually in fights. Good thing they always seemed to win, or she'd be rolling her eyes right about now. Still, she was slightly surprised to see them, and smiled at the fact they were here, opting to ask them about the details later. The girl had blue hair and seemed to be constantly hyper, if not always smiling, that was a comfort of sorts. At least not everyone was so damn serious. What was unnerving was that she was staring straight at Eri, though the smile was contagious.

A hand on her arm shook Eri back to reality, or back to the minutely irritated Kurama. "Have you heard a word I've been saying?" he demanded, eyes going hard.

Embarrassed, she looked at him and then away. "Well, no..." she answered, face going red, "not exactly."

With a sigh, he rolled his eyes and spoke again. "Your wings are lavendar, or they were for a time last night. No, don't ask, I don't want to be interrupted after I was ignored," he smiled, softening the harsh words. "When you collapsed after the fight they turned to a navy blue. They only faded after you fell unconscious, which was when you were brought here."

"By you?"

"By me."

"Why?" she asked herself, though outloud it wasn't enough to be heard by anyone except Kurama, who looked at her. 'Why didn't I know about them before? Has anyone noticed them? If so, who?'

"Excuse me." Twice he'd knocked Eri out of her thoughts, and that was two times too many as far as she were concerned. Looking up, she met his eyes anyways, and Kurama pointed at Koenma. The toddler was clearing his throat, covering his mouth with his fist.

"Look, I'm sorry if I was rude earlier, but you have put us in a very difficult situation. It is clear that you knew nothing of your wings, so that I will forgive you. However, you cannot just charge into a fight without the proper training. One wrong move and you could kill yourself, quite literally, from an over-extension of your powers, or mal-use of them. I've made my decision, therefore. You will stay here and train with the spirit detectives."

"Wait..." one of the boys spoke up, the one with black hair and the green uniform, "You mean we have to train her?"

That stung, and everyone seemed to notice the look that crossed Eri's face. A glare from Koenma shut him up. "Yes Yusuke! You don't need an angel going wild because of lack of experience!"

"Fine," the boy sneered.

That was all Eri could take silently. "Hello!" she sneered, getting everyone's attention and some interesting looks. "Sorry if I ceased to exist for a few moments, but I'm pretty sure I know what you just said!" Eri fought to hold her angel, knowing the consequences of losing it. Concentrating on past meditation, the feelings faded until there was nothing left but the calm that usually filled the void of emotions. When you turned to him again, it was satisfying to see that he seemed slightly embarrassed.

"It's not you," he explained quicly, "it's just that we'll have to leave you behind if we go on a mission."

"Lier," she muttered, but looked away from him. Changing the subject, she asked, "And the rest of you are?"

"How rude of me! That is Hiei, Botan, my grim reaper, Kurabara, Yusuke, who you've met obviously, and Kurama, whom you've also met," Kurama introduced them each one by one, pointing each out respectively. "Now, will you please tell us your name?"

Caught up in the moment, she almost let it slip. A name, however, was an important thing that you didn't just give away, even if he'd told her the names of everyone in the room. "When I know I can trust you all, you'll know it," she answered, and everyone guessed she was thinking about that little bout with Yusuke that had just ended.

Koenma seemed to understand, and nodded. "Training starts tomorrow," he announced, "You are all dismissed."