Silverwing013: Once again, not mine. Stupid disclaimers. The story is all mine! Muh-ha-ha-ha! Okay, I'm done. Wait, no. Bit longer than usual. I had to fit a part in to make sense instead of spliting it into the next chappie. Okay, now I'm done.


The next day:

Music pounded into Mikko's ears from her CD player tucked inside her pocket. She warmed up to the slow music that started the song. A slow kick here, some unhurried punches there.

"Hello Number Seven," Council member One greeted into the square screen.

"Hey One," Seven said back.

"Any luck with finding Autumn Breeze?"

"No. She's gunna be a tricky one to find. I'm going with my sixth sense for now, which is telling me to stay up near the karaoke place up here at the amusement park."

"Right," One sighed on the other side.

The music speeded up and her moves became of a quicker tempo.

"Any luck with Two?"

"None at all," One sighed again, probing his temple. "He's been with the King the longest of us all and remains steadfast that King Enma will change…or the fact Number Two has turned a blind eye at all of terrible events Enma has caused in the past few years. Believe it or not, Enma used to be more pleasant about…what, two or three centuries ago?"

"Number Two is just too old to be around that long. I can't believe King Enma was actually pleasant in his old days…. I mean…look at the guy now."

"He wasn't always pleasant, just nicer back then. He got real nasty about…not even twenty years ago. Maybe it was only 16 or 17 years ago…?"

Number Seven leaned forward at the screen. "Ya know plenty well I wasn't around then. I just came in when I was young with this sixth sense of mine. I'm a human, not some god that lives forever for the three worlds sakes. Not like some people."

One snickered. "I guess you have a problem with gods then, don't you?"

"Yeah. Especially a big fat one that does nothing but scream."

Mikko's arms and feet were flying out in a blur at an invisible opponent. Concentration poured onto her face with every move.

One looked seriously at Seven through the screen, "He isn't just about screaming and yelling. I should find that trial from several years back for you, just so you can see why he changed so much. Hell, I doubt even Koenma knows about it."

Seven looked up through the screen. "Koenma doesn't know? He might have to know something that vital if we are going to throw Ki—"

"Shhhh!" Number One glanced around and a couple of times behind his shoulders before looking back at Seven.

The wind formed two small forked knives at her hands, she flew up to the air, and in a flick of her wrists, the wind-made weapons thunk lightly on the tree trunk, about 100 feet away inside the one foot circled target. Years of practice helped her aim, though it wasn't nearly enough to destroy what Hiei called the Forbidden Hunters.

"Whoops, sorry. Do you think that Koenma is ready if we do put this plan through?"

"I don't know Number Seven. He handles quiet a few of his fathers papers lately and doesn't appear to have too much trouble," Number One breathed outward in worry. "And it all depends on if Number Two joins our cause. But if we speak but one word of treason, our limbs will be torn piece by piece, heads chopped off, and the rest of the regular charges against that."

"But One, its more like he's pulled treason on us than us on him. After all these vital facts we have found about his past doings…how can one consider him a reasonable King?"

There was a long pause. "I know."

Not giving herself praise for the moment at her aim, she stayed a few inches above the ground, kept to the up-tempo beat; aiming throws and kicks at the unseen opponent.

"Any new news since I left from up there One?"

"You were a bit late in finding Autumn Breeze," Number One smiled ruefully. "She's already bonded."

Twirl, kick out, swing back to the side, punch, throw-up-the-arms block, and duck down, put hands on the ground, kick out, spin legs under hands, stand up, twirl, and kick again. The beat kept her rhythm going.

"Great," Number Seven rolled eyes at the screen, "let me guess…kill the one she's bonded to as well?"

Number One grinned half heartedly, "Yeah."

"Whoopee. I'm sure I'm up to killing someone of her strength and then a person she has picked out for bondage…? I'm sure I could do that…in a nightmare. Any idea on who she has bonded to?"

After a few more songs (if you call an hour worth of songs a few), Mikko smiled slightly from the exhilaration of this morning's practice. Her practice consisted of lessons taken at other schools, her fights from the two chasing her, and her own spunk thrown in there. Such as the wind movements, swaying from the beat, and a couple dance moves tossed in there. Better to be unpredictable and a moving target was harder to hit. But for her wind-made weapon, her favorite had always been the sword. No idea on why; but she didn't use it often in her battles, afraid the novelty of using it would wear off. Taking the headphones off her head, she practiced over the sword for the next half hour with only the silence of nature and the zing of the sword reaching her ears among a few birds singing through the morning air.

"None at all. Your sixth sense should lead you on that trail. Course, it won't be hard to spot out one so close to her. She usually isn't open to many people like the rest of her kind."

Number Seven glanced up and spoke slowly, "Hey, who is the other one in this generation anyway? I got an odd feeling on it and who knows what that might hold."

"The other one, huh? Well, I'll send that information right over to you. Some fire demon…well actually half fire, half ice. He isn't like her at all. Unlike her he hasn't broken any rules in the forbidden section."

Humming to herself, she thought of seeing Hiei again. Never thought a guy like him would get like this, Mikko rolled her eyes with the thought of his stubbornness during the slight argument from yesterday's picnic. What on earth possessed her to invite him to her picnic for one? And what got into her last night? She blushed from the thought of the kiss. Something odd happened when they kissed. She may never have kissed anyone before, but was that his memories going through her head after it? I'm pretty sure that isn't part of kissing, she thought blushing more. Okay, she told herself, new subject. Puzzling over this odd relationship would only hurt her head. Today's a fun day, Mikko, she told herself sternly. Must have fun. As if she'd ever had a fun day in her life, she thought sarcastically. Taking a quick shower and tossing on her pair of jeans and a trendy brown coat over a light blue tank top. Tying her brown Doc Martin look alike shoes, she raced out the door.

Number Seven gave a small laugh, "Yeah well, first off, she's a girl. None of their kind has ever been a girl. Next thing ya know, she'll be breaking the rule of meeting her 'other'."

"But like it says in that discussion we've been having lately, they shouldn't meet each other because their destinies shouldn't allow it. And now that you have said it, I bet they will meet each other."

"What? Just because I said something?" Number Seven sounded shocked.

"You have that ridiculous way of saying things that tend to come true Number Seven. I think it has something to do with your outrageous sixth sense."

As she ran out, she stunned Miss Jones, the apartment owner, by giving her a hello and goodbye before she left. Miss Jones starred at the girl. Three months and not a word. The girl woke her up with her alarm going off every morning for her practice. It looked like she was pretending to swing an invisible sword every day. Crazy girl. But she had paid her month's dues.

"But-but-but it is not allowed…how could those two wind up meeting each other out of their short lives and finding the other in all three worlds? Not even to mention their destinies shouldn't even allow that."

"Oh just you wait. I bet they do. And when is that girl concerned about following the rules? If she breaks this one, I'll have to proclaim her Forbidden even among the Forbidden," Number One pointed a wagging finger at the screen toward Number Seven.

"Well," Miss Jones said with a smile, "this can only mean she's got a friend finally in this city." Not being able to imagine this strange girl with a friend, sent Miss Jones laughing as she ate over her breakfast.

"I'm not betting against you. That description fits her perfectly though. Well, if that's all, I got someone coming in One."

"Don't forget to warn the girl against Enma's antics Number Seven," Number One warned.

"Don't worry so much," Seven grinned and the screen went blank.


Kurama glanced at the headline for this morning's newspaper. Scanning down it, there was strangely no mention of any murder or massacre for today. Although there was a lengthy story on an odd robbery that had happened last night. News crews are certainly fast these days, Kurama noted.

He walked past the guest room, wanting to talk to Hiei a moment. He caught Hiei right before it seemed the fire demon was to jump out the window. Why can't he just use the door, Kurama wondered.

"Hiei."

"What is it fox?" Hiei asked annoyed at the fact Kurama had managed to get here before he left.

"What was that about last night?"

"Hn! None of your business," Hiei retorted.

"Hiei," Kurama toned at him.

"Fine fox. If you want to know so badly, may I enquire on why you would care?"

"Many reasons Hiei. Partly because I'm worried on who you might of killed last night," Kurama paused suddenly as Hiei gave a loud 'Hn!'

"And mostly because you're more than a partner to me. Your more of my—"

Hiei was gone before Kurama finished. Didn't seem as though the fire demon wanted to hear those feelings to be voiced aloud.

"—friend."


"Hiei!"

Hiei turned around from facing the park. Mikko came running up to him, her coat flying behind her, smiling as she came up to him. A faint smile came to his own lips despite himself. He had been in an odd mood all night when meditating and still in that mood after his practicing before his fateful departure from Kurama's house.

"What are we gunna do today, fluff head?"

Hiei smile disappeared as he remembered the night before with Mikko's comment, 'I don't plan on losing to a short head of fluff.' Fluff head, he thought with disgust. "Don't call me fluff head," he gestured in front of him as though to say, 'Walk?'.

"But it's so much fun to call you that, " Her lips pouted for a good couple of seconds as she gave him big watery eyes. Oh, lord, Hiei thought desperately. Is this the same human girl with enough strength to drag me? He doubted it at the moment.

"Sure I'll walk," Mikko's pout disappeared as if never there. "Maybe we'll spot something to do when we go through town."

Town? He'd rather not chance the others spotting him with her in his company. But they already had just yesterday. So, nothing new.

They walked off toward town. Not really speaking, just looking around.

The blocks passed by in utter silence, which suited both of them. Hiei wasn't a talker, and neither was Mikko, unless you hit that stubborn streak in either of them. After some time, Mikko cried out, "Lets go where all the noise is!" She pointed off to an amusement park down the road.

Hiei looked at her strangely. People were not his deal. She noticed his look. "Come on! Just to have fun! People go for fun and I doubt they will pay much attention to anybody else. What are the chances of anyone bothering us?"

He raised his eyes up to the sky. What have I done for this? Hiei questioned the blue sky. But he didn't really mind. As long as he wasn't expected to stand in middle of all these humans or do something stupid, Hiei didn't really mind. Why didn't he mind the girl being there? It was rather like Kurama walking around with Hiei and he didn't really mind as much as the others. "Sure," he muttered.

"Let's go!" She pulled him along eagerly to the first booth, stopping to watch a few artists draw pictures of people. She glanced at Hiei. Maybe later, she thought with an odd smile at him. The artists tend to make fun of the objects they were drawing and she doubted Hiei was one to be 'mocked' about his shortness or hair. But, she thought evilly with promise, they will be back.

Spotting a booth that made teddy bears, she raced over, pooling out some money to make one. Setting off to work from directions given to her, she started creating one. Hiei glanced over in interest as the teddy bear form slowly began to form in front of his eyes.

"Do you want to make one Hiei?" Mikko asked as her bear was being stuffed. Hiei shook his head with a 'hn'. He seemed content just to watch. But more people came up to the booth to watch and get their own bears made. Hiei's was getting agitated from the amount of humans around.

"Well mines done then," Mikko pronounced, holding up her teddy bear. It had light brown fur and had a sky blue shirt on it with some fancy looking musical notes stitched on it. It suited her well.

She gazed down at it sadly. I wonder if my parents ever gave me one, she thought sadly.

"Hn. I don't know; lets get going. This crowd is too much," Hiei said, slightly angering from the amount of people around, glaring at the unfortunate few who strayed to close to him.

Mikko's head yanked up from looking at her creation. I didn't say that aloud, did I?; she questioned in surprise.

Tuh' Wonder if my parents even thought of such things. Mother didn't exactly want me around if she didn't fight at me be handed away to be thrown off. Hiei shoved his hands into his pockets with the thought.

Mikko blinked up at Hiei's face. Did he just say that or was that me?

"What is it? Are we going yet?" Hiei said, more annoyed at even more people stopping at that booth. He was growing agitated enough where he growled at a young human boy that managed tripping over Hiei's feet, causing the boy to run off in fear from him.

"Don't scare the boy! Didn't you just, just say something about…did she really just hand you off to be thrown away?" Mikko starred up at him in wonderment if he had really opened up that much.

Hiei's eyes grew large in surprise. She heard what he had just thought? He quickly readjusted his Jagan to prevent this again.

"Hn. Humans have too much imagination. Come on, lets go already," Hiei said tugging her out of the booth, sighing with relief from not having that many humans around him anymore.

"I didn't imagine it! I'm positive," Mikko said in frustration. She heard him say that, She was sure.

Hiei looked away. "Jagan. But that's over."


Yusuke's Place:

Botan reached Yusuke's door and rapped on it. Some seconds later it was pulled open to Keiko's face. "Oh, hi, Botan! What brings you here today?" Keiko said brightly. Worry ness came over her face; "He's not going on another mission already, is he?" She asked anxiously to the bright blue head.

"Oh, no!" Botan waved her hand. "I'm just wondering if Yusuke has any idea where Mikko could be. I know he doesn't know her well-"

She got cut off by Keiko's next words, "Mikko? Why can't you look for her at school on Monday? Why look on a Saturday?"

Botan blinked. "School? I didn't know she went to your school. It's terrible that it's so hard to follow either one of the Forb—ah! We just can't follow up on her records that well as other people. So we have no idea where she is all the time. Koenma must talk to her now however."

"I don't know where she is Botan, but she gone to our school for hum…three months maybe now and hasn't tried to even make a simple friend," Keiko thought out loud.

Botan looked at her in shock. Our informants told Koenma that she could not be found at all. And to think, more of our informants are in this city than others. Due to some certain four teenage guys.

"Who's you guys talking about," Yusuke asked, strolling into the room.

"Mikko," Keiko answered.

"Yeah, Hiei and a girl together. Who would-a thought that one?" Yusuke grinned at the thought of Hiei having a girlfriend.

"Well….we did. This girl isn't exactly what she seems to be," Botan said slowly.

"Whadda mean you knew about them together, Botan?" Yusuke said interested. "Do you have all lovers paired up in the sprit world office?"

"Lovers! As far as we know, we take no part in that except for a few rules every now and then. Like…." Botan searched for an example, but couldn't think of a better one. "Like having a fire demon in a city of ice maidens, or a goddess and a human bonding."

"Bonding?" Asked Keiko.

"You mean, like Hiei don't you," Yusuke said, slowly understanding.

"Yes. Let's just say Mikko isn't what she seems," Botan started wrapping it up. "We've got to find her, quickly."

"Alright, I suppose," Yusuke said heading for the door quickly.

Keiko was still curious about the bonding thing but then realized something as Yusuke got to the door. "Yusuke! We still have to finish up on homework! Don't you try getting out of it again!"

"Come on, Keiko," Yusuke said exasperated. "We've been at it for an hour now. And it's a Saturday."

Botan snickered at the sudden image of Yusuke pouring his brain out over a book, hurriedly trying to finish with Keiko standing watch.

Yusuke shot Botan a glare. She quieted down. She was in a hurry and needed to get going to find Autumn Breeze before Number Seven did. Koenma seemed most upset over it and was busy catching up on paperwork from his time missed on yesterday's trip down to the Human World. Jorge was pulling the few hairs he had left out. "Well, I don't know about you two, but I need to get going."

Botan bounced over to the door as Yusuke looked at Keiko, wanting to get out of all this homework work. Keiko relented and the two of them followed Botan out the door.


They walked off down the row of booths together, Mikko looking around. Hiei merely glanced around at all the people here, but recognized no one.

Ahead, a mass of girls twittered around something in between them, chattering excitedly. How can they stand being so close? Hiei thought, already a bit nauseous at the thought of so many crowded around him.

Mikko looked at him. Now I'm sure I heard that one, she thought. It's more like I hear his thoughts. I believe he can hear mine as well.

A familiar red head popped up among the crowd of girls and strolled up to Hieitaking no mind of the girls following the red head's path, crying out, "Shuichi! Shuichi!"

The wind breezes past for Mikko's understanding, Shuichi, another name for Kurama, or Yoko as his past nature calls him.

"Hello Hiei," a slight smile grew upon Kurama's mouth giving away what he thought, the moment he came up. He eyed Mikko and then back to Hiei. "I see," He said slowly. "Enjoying the company Hiei?" His eyes sparkled with a restrained laugh.

"The answer is still no, Kurama. I don't have any friends. Get back to your twittering fan girls," Hiei snarled out, understanding the meaning in the question. He thought angrily, how did I miss him in the crowd?

"Not friends, then?" Kurama rubbed his neck absentmindedly at Hiei's sword mark. "Someday you will have to explain why you keep others at bay and name no one as your friend."

Mikko glanced between the two. It was obvious to her that Hiei and Kurama were close to each other, without Hiei saying so last night or even the wind telling her. Looking back up at Hiei, she thought, no one is his friend? But I thought that after last night…Her thoughts trailed off sadly. His eyes are clouded over again. He's hiding something here all right.

"Well," she grinned up at Kurama. "Hiei may name no one as his friend, but I certainly can name at least one friend and he's standing right here." She looked back up at Hiei and closed her eyes in a grin, pretending to be oblivious that this could get ugly, smiling up at him. If he says he has no friends, I'll make him think that one over a million times to change his stubborn mind.

Hiei heard her thoughts loud and clear. Obviously, it wasn't the Jagan eye. "No need to feel sad about it. And my stubborn mind, as you put it, will never change," Hiei said loud enough for her to hear but not for Kurama to hear.

Mikko looked startled up at him. I guess he can hear me too, she thought…. wonder why.

Kurama noticed the exchanged words made by Hiei. Something's going on here, Kurama thought. Hiei feels something all right. Interesting, interesting. And wouldn't anybody agree to Hiei's odd, strange behavior as of late?

"Well I'm glad you say so Mikko. Our friend here, claims to have no friends but here stands one whom openly says that they are with him." He leans down toward her, "Not many dare to try to mess with Hiei and get away with it unscratched."

Mikko smiled up at Kurama, noticing Hiei's angry and uncomfortable look on his face. "Well, I did."

"I can hear you know," Hiei said stoutly from the side. "Your fans are calling. You let your presence known. Now leave."

"I'd rather not. Too annoying," Kurama said looking back at the fan girls, causing many squeals of glee.

"My point exactly. Annoying. Inferno humans. There's too many of them," Hiei muttered looking at the crowd dangerously. They all shut up at his malevolent look aimed towards them.

"Ladies," Kurama said to them. "Enjoy your day. I must attend to my friend Hiei here."

His aimed open palm flowed over toward Hiei, to say who Hiei was to the girls, which got the fan girls to look nastily at Hiei before leaving.

"You'll pay for taking our Shuichi away." Was one of the many hisses coming at Hiei, before another well-placed glare quieted them up again.

"Like I said, 'not many dare to mess with Hiei'." Kurama sighed in relief. "These days, it takes a miracle to get them off of my back. Where were you headed then, Hiei?"

"Away from you," Hiei muttered angrily.

"I'm sure. If that were true, you'd be gone a long time ago," Kurama smiled down at Hiei.

"Too true," Mikko said. "He's fast. That race last night was a pretty good one."

Hiei glared at Mikko from bringing this up in front of Kurama. Kurama looked at her in interest. So Hiei saw her last night as well, Kurama thought…Interesting once again. "So," faint smile playing around his lips, "who won?"

"I did," said them both at once.

"You did not. I did," they both said again.

"You cheated with that Jagan of yours," Mikko insisted.

"Only after you started early and called me a snail," Hiei argued.

"You called me a snail too!" Mikko wailed at him angrily.

"You cheated with your wind powers that you got," Hiei claimed.

"That was when you were using your Jagan, so it was fair," Mikko shot back at him.

"You even called me short. I already hear about that from the tall buffoon," Hiei complained.

"Well you are short. Get used to it," Mikko quarreled.

"Girl, you're shorter than I am!" Hiei said incredulously.

"So?" Mikko shot back.

"So! That just completely ruins your point on shortness!" He shouted back at her.

"Does not!"

"Does so!"

"It so does not!"

"Does so!"

"Does not to infinity!" Mikko calls out in challenge.

"Does so all the way past infinity, into the human world, sprit world, and the demon world!"

"Does not all the way past infinity, past the human world, the sprit world, the demon world, and past all the reaches of the universe and beyond!"

"Does so! Period!"

"Does not! The End!" Mikko looks back at Hiei after her last statement, and he looks at her. Kurama stares at the two with a smile curling around his lips from the argument.

"You know the three worlds!" They both fire at each other.

"Well I am a demon that lives in the human world and has visited the sprit world," Hiei states.

"Akuna and Kuanja have chased me in the demon and human world and my mother took me to sprit world!"

"But you just remembered that one yesterday!" Hiei complains with protest.

"So?" Mikko fires. Kurama barely suppresses a chuckle.

"That just ruins the whole idea of seeing it!"

"You only asked why I knew all three worlds." Mikko says innocently. Another laugh is kept in from Kurama. Twisting word meanings, she is, Kurama thought.

"Well, that, grrrrrr! Why can't you just say you lost and I won!"

"And why would I let the guy win? Guys win too much. Girls need some winning on their side of the field."

"But I was the one who won the race!"

"Ha! As if!" Mikko laughed out.

"What! Considering your early start, it is clear that I should win! And I did win even with that head start of yours!"

"Whatever! I ran slow enough around that corner so your short little legs could catch up."

"Look at your size!" Hiei points.

"Are you saying the taller person by only an inch should win? I don't think so! I may be small but I am quick!"

"Not any quicker than me!"

"Are you saying we're even in quickness? I say I'm faster than you!" Kurama covered his mouth to prevent laughter spilling out.

"No! And I must be faster than you!" Hiei shouts out the simple ness of the question.

"I thought you said I was holding off on my real speed."

"I did and that's the reason why……damn." Hiei mutters the swear word in defeat. Kurama manages to look slightly surprised through his suppressed laughter. Hiei, Kurama thought with shock, admitted complementing her?

"Ha! I win!" Mikko shouts out in cheers.

"Maybe not the race but the fight over it who won it. It was merely a technicality."

"Was not!"

"Was so!"

"Was not to infinity!"

Hiei groaned. "Not that one again. Was so to infinity, into the human world, sprit world, and demon world, and out to the farthest reaches of the universe!"

"You skipped ahead!" Mikko accused.

"So?" Hiei grinned at her from the use of her own word. Kurama allowed out a burst of short laughter. If this went on much longer, Kurama would absolutely burst.

"That's my word! And I already beat you with the 'I thought you said I was holding back my real speed' line."

"You tricked me. It was a technicality. Kurama, who won the damn argument?"

Kurama looked up at them, somehow managing not to burst out laughing. Hiei not liking this girl was impossible. She seemed to be as stubborn as him.

"Can I say tie and you two can stop arguing on who won the race or argument?" It seemed sensible enough to Kurama to stop the argument now, but doubted Hiei would give in.

"No!" They shouted at him.

"Come on Kurama," Mikko pouted. "Tell the sore loser that I won."

"You did not!" Hiei said furiously.

"Mikko won the argument with that line. Hiei did you really say she was holding back her real speed?" Kurama answered.

"No one can prove it, so I never did." Hiei smirked at this being said.

"I WON!" Mikko cried out, elated over her win.

"No need to shout it to the world, girl!" Hiei said angrily to Mikko, frowning at his lost.

"Sore loser."

"So are you. What were you saying about stubborn minds before?"

"I said nothing." Mikko tried to look innocent.

"Stubborn mind is what you said!"

"You said it, I thought it." Mikko said in truth. "Kurama, did you hear that whisper from earlier? Hiei said it, not me."

Kurama looked at the two. Talk about stubborn and twisting words. Taking a deep breath, the laughter stayed down for the moment. "Your both stubborn. I didn't hear that whisper either."

"Darn. I could have won that one," Mikko pouted.

"Like you could girl," Hiei glared down at her with a smirk.

Kurama's energy put into not laughing was wasted, for he burst out laughing at this point. He couldn't hold it in anymore. If this girl, Mikko, was sticking around any longer, Kurama would burst from their matching stubbornness.

"You…two…are…so…" another fit of laughter burst in and he clutched his stomach, doubling over in the laughs.

Hiei and Mikko looked at Kurama in worry.

"What's up with his craziness?" Mikko asked Hiei, the two forgetting all arguments and began shrinking away from Kurama's fits of laughter.

"No idea. I always thought he was crazy for spending so much time with humans," Hiei muttered back.

"I don't think any human could do that. Maybe it's just him," Mikko suggested.

"Who in the hell knows about what goes through a yoko-slash-fox-slash-human-slash-flower boy could be going through in his mind," Hiei wondered aloud.

"I dunno," Mikko shrugged.

"I…think……I'm…fine…now." Kurama stood up and faced the two. At least the two weren't bickering anymore, he thought.

"Well," Mikko looked cautiously at the red haired boy, "lets move on then. I saw a karaoke place down this way."

Mikko and Hiei walked off ahead of Kurama, looking back every now and then to see him about to laugh again.

What's into Kurama today? Hiei wondered.

No idea. Wheatties? Is he on any drugs of a sort?

I don't even want to know, Mikko.

Hiei and Mikko continued looking at each other with their silent conversation. To Kurama it looked like lovers looking into each other's eyes, which sent him on another burst of giggles. Causing the two to look back again and wonder about his sanity.


Silverwing013: More squabbles between these two! No matter where they go, they have to do that, don't they? Bet u guys would luve to know what the heck she is…hum? Or even where 'Mop boy' went to. What did happen to the Forbidden Hunters in this chappie? (hey, I don't tell u everything) But one of my fav touches in this one is proving the fact that the concil is going willenly with Enma on this order of his. What doesn't Koenma know? And what are they planning for him? Too many questions to answer just by next chappie. But, answers will be given!

Niana Kuonji- Jin didn't come into this chappie. Hope I'm forgiven And I don't think u can say Number One or the rest of them (save for Number Two) are from Hades. Sorry, but the main evil doers here is what the story is named after Yeah, killing Hiei wouldn't even happen, even if they still went after him. Hiei can't die! He can only…wait a minute…that would spoil the end! Like I said, hope u liked this chappie

HieiFan666- ur so fun to confuse Don't worry, it's all explained and I am giving small hints to what she is on the way, so have fun trying to figure it out No family reunion yet, that isn't until he finds her…

Kurayamihikari- yes, I would luv for u to keep that name. Helps out in me talking to u. if ya change ur name…ah! Too confusing! Yes, the kiss. Glad u laughed at Kurama's little worring there Wouldn't seem like Hiei to smile without any reason to. So, u keep that name of urs and I'll keep up with the updates. Hey, I try ppl, I really do. Some could take long or short, but they will keep coming!

LonelyInDarkness- Thank u, thank u, thank u! Glad u luv my chappies! Ak-hem, Hiei, sweet? In the same sentence? But yes he deserves it just wait until his nice lil' mating season is over though, oh boy! Explain skwe though.

Silverwing013: thanks for the reviews, I can't do without them! Next chappie, hum, isn't Number Seven watching for her at the karaoke place? Oh-oh.