Disclaimer: Well, I said that 13 was on its way, didn't I? Sheesh you're lucky I'm finding time to write now. I own Inuyasha, YYH, and HP! Yay me! Wait…I don't. WHAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! (Give me French Fries if you value your life.)

Chapter 13

"Y'all Ready fo' dis?"

It was June 12th, the last day of school. Lorea would normally be thrilled to be walking to school for the last time for three months, but her best friend/sister Tilliana hadn't been in school for the past week. She was worried about her twin, when Lorea had killed her first youkai, it had come like second nature. Tilly on the other hand, was taking it really hard.

'Boy, what a month Tilly's been having! First, she finds out she's a youkai, then that she's adopted and has siblings, and on top of that, she finds that lover-boy water youkai and her daughter. Yikes! I'd need a week or two off from school myself!' she thought.

She reached school just in time for homeroom. In her usual seat, sat Tilly!

'Wow, she's back!'

"Hey, girl, how's it going?" asked Rea. Tilly hesitated and Lorea saw startling changes in her sister. She was pale. Her hair, Tilly's pride and joy, was pulled back into a ponytail and her curls were gone! (Aaaaaah! It's the apocolypse!)

"Are you feeling okay, Tilly?" asked Rea, softly.

"Yeah… I'm okay." Said Tilly with a tiny smile.

"You're Sure?"

"Yeah." She replied.

"Good. 'cause we got a mission Saturday night."

"Oh." Said Tilly a bit shakily.

"You can find a sitter for Phoebe, right?"

"Uh-hum."

"Okay then, just to brief you, we're having a showdown with one of Koga's buddies."

"Uh-hum."

"She's totally evil; very clever. She also love to think up new torture methods."

"And is that her full-time job or just a hobby?" asked Tilly, smiling a bit more.

"Whew!" sighed Lorea.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just glad to see you're not completely comatose!" grinned Rea.

"And you'd know all about that, hm?"

"Awww, crap." Lorea smiled to herself, maybe Tilly really was fine, she was tough, like Dad.

'Although I'd never say it to her face.'

Inwardly though, she prayed that nothing would go wrong on Saturday.

Their enemies had other ideas.