Here is Chapter 3, this story is just flowing from me! Catarina hit it!

Catarina: Again no ownership of Yu Yu Hakusho, but she does own a green dragon named Fuga. -puts paper down- what does that have to do with anything?

I donno, I wanted to feel special since you stole your ownership back.

Catarina: Exactly I am owned only by myself no one else! Now let's go to the story!

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Her head was foggy and hurt like hell. Who ever dared to strike her was going to pay dearly. She started to hear voices. Where the hell was she? Where ever it was it smelled of piss and rotten fish. Urg I may just hurl!

"Botan, you didn't have to hit her so hard with you oar!" scream Kurama. They had been having this argument for a good half an hour. Hiei, Kuwabara, and Yusuke had slowly left. They had never seen Kurama so angry.

"She was kicking the crap out of Yusuke! She is a dangerous assassin! I had every right! I can't let my spirit detective get injured, especially when he isn't on a job."

"Please he was holding his own, and she wasn't dishing out anything worst then what he got at the Dark Tournament!"

Catarina had enough of this petty argument. She sat up unnoticed by the two arguing and sniffed the air looking to find her prey.

"Damn trails gone cold.," she muttered. She realized her mistake when Botan and Kurama turned to face her. "Shit here comes the fight"

Botan clutched her oar, ready to swing again at Catarina's head. But Kurama put his hand in front of Botan to stop her attack. This received a snort of laughter from Catarina.

"How in the hell did I get defeated so easy," she laughed at the sight of the two of them. "Killing human mob bosses must have made me soft."

"You will face judgment before Koenma for your crimes," Botan started her righteous rant. "You…"

"Yeah, yeah," Catarina sighed, cutting Botan off. "Look girly I heard it all before and you can gladly take me to see the fearsome King Enma Jr. After I have your spirit detective's head, my daughter safe, and that bastard of a demon's blood flowing down my blades. Then I will face judgment. Till then, back the fuck OFF!"

She brushed the dirt off her jeans and glared at the two. Botan just gaped at her, while Kurama smirked at her. The smirk sent shivers up her spine. What the hell is it with this boy!

"So what happened to your daughter?" asked Kurama, but his voice had a different pitch to it. Botan suspected that it was Youko speaking, but why?

"Not that you care but she was basically stolen from under my nose. My employer had me kill, ugh" she pulled one of her fan blades from the wall. "A mob boss in Columbia, stole my daughter while I was there, and now he wants Yusuke dead before I can have her back, ugh" she freed her other blade. She stared whipping the dust off them on her pants. "He has her in chains in his basement."

"You know you could have asked for our help," replied Botan, lowering her oar.

"No offense, but wanted criminals don't normally ask the good guys for help," Catarina laughed, as she placed the fan blades back into her wrist slits.

"I can help you," said Kurama, well actually Youko. Kurama had long been pushed to the side. Youko longed to break free of this body and hold his mate. His mate who he thought the bounty hunter had killed too. He had smelled her and knew she had been faithful to him, so that meant the girl was his daughter.

"Right, like I would take help from a pretty boy," she laughed, and placed her hands on her hips. "So you may have fought in the Dark Tournament, but those are the fluffy bunnies of the demonic underworld. Hell right now I don't know who my employer is, what kind of demon he is! I don't know his powers or if he has already killed my daughter or if he'll kill me and my daughter once I bring him Yusuke's head!"

She stopped herself. She was reaching the edge of hysteria, and needed to keep a cool head, or she would lose it all. Bending down and pick up her daggers, she thought she ended the discussion. Putting them back in place and she started to walk past them. Kurama grabbed her arm, she turned to stare at him shocked by his action.

"Let me help you, please," Youko pleaded. Seeing the pain in her pale blue eyes he wanted to take it away. He would do it however he could. Confusion passed threw her eyes before she snapped her arm away from him.

"I don't need your help," she hissed, and glared at him again. "I haven't needed anyone for 15 long years, and that's not about to change. So stay out of my way pretty boy or you may just lose an arm."

She stormed off. How dare he touch me! Fucking bastard! She slammed her fist into a brick wall on her left. A safe distance from him. After all she wouldn't let him see he was getting to her. How is it possible one boy was starting to stir old feelings. She ran back to her apartment and sat on her roof. Looking up at the stars she felt tears slip from her eyes.

"Youko," she whispered. "I thought the pain would leave me as the years went on. Yet today, old wounds seemed to have opened. Damn you pretty boy, you look nothing like my Youko!"

She slammed her fist on the roof. She was upset at herself. After all she promised herself no more tears after Catalina was born. Being strong for both her and Catalina had taken it's told, but it was what she had to do.

"Don't worry Catty, I will save you," she silently vowed to the stars, using her daughter's childhood nickname. Wipeing her eyes off, and turned to look at the sky once more. She recalled all the times in the forest clearing when her and Youko would look up at them. What she would give anything to have those carefree times back.

"Yusuke Urameshi, you will lose your head tomorrow," Catarina hissed as she headed back inside. "I won't lose the last thing I have of Youko's!"

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Next time I'll give you a bigger glimps into the mind of Kurama. Oh what will happen!

Catarina: You told me no one would know about me crying!

Calm down, I care trust me,-Catarina whips out fan blades- now put the fan blades down.

Catarina: Witch, start running

No argument here, till next time I'll be running for my life! Bye!