Hiei's eyes narrowed. As Sensui smirked at the unmoving girl, he swung his arm around, using his demon energy to augment the speed. The sword bit into the soft stomach of the former Sprit Detective.

That is, it should have.

Hiei's crimson eyes widened as the sword had nothing. Just an after-image, a trick that he had used often himself. He cursed himself for falling for it, then a thought came into his head. He was repulsed but interested by it. It seemed to be a way to win this war.

'What would Kurama do?' was the thought that snuck into his mind, spit up from wondering the same thing in countless battles when he had to work with the scheming fox. He was always about four steps ahead of everyone else, keeping his head and working properly no matter the risks. It was something Hiei found hard to keep up with, though he prided himself on doing better than anyone else in their "team". He thought about it, what Kurama would do if he were awake.

Moving fast, he executed his actions even before he knew what he was going to do. His sword slipped from his fingers as he zipped forward. He had been swinging his arm forward, so the kinetic energy carried it forward, splitting molecules in a line straight as an arrow, directly into the crow demon's heart.

Karasu's eyes opened wide, the white showing all the way around the lavender, as he fell to the ground. The sword stuck out of his chest, crimson blood staining the ground.

Hiei smirked, and turned insanely angry eyes to Sensui. "You realize," he said, in a voice much too deep and grave to truly be him, "that once all of your team members are dead, I'm coming for you. And you'll watch them all die, and then you'll die yourself."

"Ha, don't make me laugh," said Sensui, thinking he was still in control.

"Yes, laughing is a bad thing," came the voice of a girl. The voice was close to Kage's, but laced with evil, evil from the deep of her soul. "Especially when the bodies of the dead and the dying litter the floor of the battleground."

A white figure stood behind Hiei, about fifteen feet away. Leathery, white wings were on her back, and her white dress seemed to hang off her curves, fluttering in the wind generated by her idly flapping wings. Everything about her was white, absolutely everything…except her eyes. Her eyes were a blood red without pupils, a pool of blood, swirling in itself, zeroing in on Sensui.

A scream ripped from Allie's throat as Bui dropped her. She landed on the ground, cracking her head on a rock. Her golden eyes fluttered shut. Bui advanced on the figure in white, yelling.

She shot out one iridescent hand, and his life force seemed to drain from him, gathering into the palm of her hand. She then threw the life force at Ani Toguro. It devoured him, eating him from the skin down to the bone; then eroding even that. He screamed as it ate away at him, but there was nothing he could do. His death was inevitable.

Otto Toguro yelled for his brother. "You killed him!" he roared, anger and remorse clear in his eyes.

"And you killed my sister. What the hell are you going to do about it?" she asked, eyes narrowing even more. Shooting off, a white, controlled sword slid through his stomach. It was twisted, resembling a unicorn horn, and the hand guards were the wings of a dragon. She turned to Hiei. "He's yours," she said, not showing any emotion but anger, hatred.

"Yes. He is." Hiei's sword, somehow back in his hand, was leveled to his shoulder level. To the girl's eyes, it slightly resembled Saito's Gatotsu.

The sword slid neatly into Sensui's widened eyes. How Hiei managed to move that fast could only be chalked up to the sight of a battered, bruised and bloody Ryu standing up behind Sensui, eyes scared.

Hiei dropped his sword, letting Sensui fall forward, and ran to Hiei. He looked deep into her eyes. "Ryu are you okay?" he asked, worry seeping into his voice.

"Oh, so now you care?" she asked, angry tears filling her eyes as her memories came back.

"Answer the damn question."

"Do I look ok?" she asked, gesturing to her body state and expression.

"No…you don't."

"So why the hell did you ask?"

"Listen, I asked because I was worried! Is that so hard to imagine?"

"Yes it is!"

"Oh and why's that, onna?"

"Because you never care about me! You never have and you never will! Remember?"

"I never said that."

"Well you sure as hell acted it! You acted like you hated me!" she yelled, her pent up emotions breaking through.

"Well I didn't!"

"And it would kill you to show it wouldn't it!"

"What would you say if it would?"

"Well maybe if you had told me, I wouldn't have been so dejected and easy for Karasu to capture!"

"Oh, so now it's my fault you were so damn weak?"

"Shut up! I'm betting you would've gotten caught too!"

"He wouldn't have been coming after me!"

"Why the hell not?"

"He only comes after pretty girls, remember?"

A blush stained his cheeks slightly, then he turned away, closing his eyes in a kind of sulk.

"Wait a minute…pretty? You…you think I'm…pretty?"

"Hn."

"I know you can say something other than that!"

"Hn."

"Baka."

"Onna."

"Yes, I'm a woman. Damn boy. Didn't even notice."

"Shut the hell up."

"What, am I making you uncomfortable?"

Hiei turned and started walking away, kicking Yusuke's side.

Yusuke groaned, rolling over, then sitting up, hand to his head. He looked around the battlefield, and his eyes widened at the outcome.

Kurama was unconscious, and Ryu had her back turned to him. The shaking of her shoulders could only say she was crying. Hiei was walking away, fuming. Kage was still "sleeping," and a girl in white was standing over her, looking at her with these slightly disappointed eyes.

And Allie was unconscious on the ground, blood coming from a cut in her head.

He ran to her, pulling her into his lap. "Allie, Allie please wake up. Allie please. You have to get up."

"Nnn…five more minutes…Kage I fucking hate you I don't wanna get up…"

"Allie, it's not Kage."

Her gold eyes opened and she looked at him inquiringly.

"Good, if you were Kage I'd be hella scared."

"Yeah me too. You ok?"

"My head hurts, but past that, I'm fine."

"Good."

"You?"

"Better now," he said, smirking. He leaned down and kissed her, holding her close.

Her eyes opened wide for a moment, but then she closed them, looping her arms around his neck, kissing him back.

Green eyes opened, staring at the sky for a moment, trying to realize where he was. Kurama sat up immediately, a little too fast for his head. His world spun for a moment, then he looked around. "Kage?" he whispered, surveying the groups; Ryu alone, Hiei sulking away from her, Allie and Yusuke (he averted his eyes from them quickly), and…Kage.

She was lying on the ground in a pool of her own blood, the blood still slipping from her body. A girl stood above her, someone who seemed adamantly evil, but she wasn't evil right now. She was sad.

And Kage hadn't woken up yet.

"Kage!" Her name slipped from his lips as he ran forward. He gathered her into his arms. "Kage, wake up. Please, wake up. Don't leave me. You can't leave me here. Please don't leave me here. Please. Kage. You can't leave."

"Fox, face it," came the voice of the girl. "She's not waking up. She's already left you. That's Kage for you. Decided to sacrifice herself for some stupid cause. No reason in her living, that's her idea, so long as her friends are alive and okay."

"No…no you're wrong…"

"I'm the angel of death. I escort people to hell. You really think I'd be wrong about this?" She looked at him with a wry face.

Kurama looked down, his eyes misting with tears as he realized the inevitable. "K-kage…"

It settled into his conscience, and though he didn't want to accept it, he had to. He had to accept the truth.

Kage was dead. She had left him there, and she was never coming back.

His tear landed on her lifeless face, followed by another, and another. He felt like his tears would never end.