A/N: Okay, I know that the last few chapters have been sort of lack luster, but I'm thinking about starting another story. (For those of you who read my Trinity Blood story, yeah, I know I'm trying to do too much.) It's not exactly the best story line, but I think I can make a few twists in the plot. Besides, it would probably end up better than this story, though I would still work on this story. It would probably be Hiei/Oc. Would anyone read it?

Disclaimer: Don't.

"Yurika! Get the hell out of… mmmph!" Yusuke's screaming was cut short buy Yurika's door smacking him in the face.

"I'm coming," Yurika said stonily.

She brushed past Yusuke and down the hallway. She walked into the living room and stopped in front of Genkai, who was sitting on the soft (though horribly colored) pea green couch. The woman finished her sentence in her book before turning her attention to the young demoness in front of her.

"What?" Genkai said shortly.

"Kato will not awaken today; he is sick. Reseph will provide for him, so do not disturb the kid. I also will like to ask for access to your library after… school," Yurika said this all quickly, as if she was a general giving a report.

Genkai raised an eyebrow. "And why would you want that?"

Yurika gave a small smile. "I am not a healer, and Kato's affliction is one of demonic nature, as one would expect from a demon."

"I could help." Genaki said; it was not an offer, but a statement.

Yurika's smile was easy, "You take care of yours and I will take care of mine. Together, we will help each other, yes?

Genkai nodded, "Deal."

Yusuke looked from each of them as if they had started talking elfish. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS TALKING ABOUT?!" He exclaimer, stomping his feet like a child.

Yurika looked at him. "It seems that you spirit detectives are far more helpful than I had originally believed." She left the room without saying anything else.

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"Shuichi!"

Kurama's neck nearly snapped as he lifted his head of his desk quickly, "ye… yes?"

"I said, come up to the board and solve this problem," his teacher said impatiently.

"Yessir," Kurama said, slurring his words as he tiredly got up from his desk and went to the board.

He solved the problem with ease, and walked back to his seat, looking slightly smug when his teacher gaped at his speed.

Oh, bad kit. You used your demon brain. Yoko internally teased.

It was true. Usually, Kurama would stare at a problem and at least pretend to be perplexed for a few seconds before solving the equation in seconds flat. Of course, Yoko had no knowledge of how to solve certain "useless" (as he called them) problems when he was in the Maki, but once Kurama (and thus, Yoko) got a few years education in a human school, they could solve complex algorithms with barely thinking.

Shut up. Kurama thought sourly.

He was in a bad mood. He had not been sleeping well lately and with last night's adventure, he had not slept at all. His mind was plagued with thoughts of Yurika meant with her little cryptic statements. He growled mentally. Never before had a woman been this frustrating.

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Yurika sighed. She was eager to get back to the temple and barricade her in the room with the book Genkai had promised to loan her. How had is only been four days… The detective was right. This is hell.

Her attention was brought to Jun, who was sitting in a row farther up from her own, back row. The girl was flirting shamelessly with a handsome human male. Yurika eyes narrowed. I told Hiei that I would speak to Koenma about her, but I doubt that he will do anything… she's just too… something. Hm… I used to be able to put on a smile and do anything I wished as well. Yurika's arm began to burn lightly; a warning to go no farther into her nostalgic reverie.

Still, she's different.Yurika pulled herself back to her train of thought. Something's not right about her, and I know it. Yurika growled slightly. I'll have to do something about her before I leave.

Leave where, onna?

Yurika jumped and, for a moment, her arm seared before she got herself under control. Slowly she looked around. As her eyes caught the window, she a smudge of black standing on the large oak tree. Hiei. She had been able to tell from the 'voice', but seeing was better than listening to voices in her head. He nodded to her for a moment before jumping to the higher branches to avoid being seen.

No where you need be concerned about.

Tell me.

Yurika sighed; Hiei was her bodyguard but they did not hate each other. Occasionally they would have meaningful talks that would allow Yurika to forget her curse for a time. They were not enemies, but they were a far way away from being friends.

If you must know, I have some personal business to take care of in the Maki.

Hn. If I weren't your body guard, I wouldn't ask: what?

I don't like to repeat myself and I believe I recall telling you before when you last asked; I can't tell you without causing extreme physical and mental pain to myself, which, as my bodyguard, it is your job to prevent. Yurika inwardly smirked. She might have been half wolf demon, but her wit "was all fox" as Youko used to describe it.

What is your relationship to Kurama?

"Ah!" The question had caught her so off guard, Yurika's elbow, which had already been resting so close to the edge, fell off, thus causing her to go tumbling to the floor.

Stares were drawn to her form as she picked herself up with as cool demeanor as possible. The teacher did not seem overly concerned; he or she (Yurika had never been able to tell which, as his or her nose was constantly buried in a book or in the dust of the chalkboard.) seemed absorbed in their book. A small giggle was heard. No one else would have known it, but Yurika could tell it was Jun's laugh; it started at a soprano pitch, but then moved two octaves lower in the span of four seconds before it would end. Yurika might have been cold and ruthless on the outside, but she knew people and she memorized things about them faster than most could; just in case she had to rescue them. Even if she disliked the person, no harm would befall them (or anyone) as long as breath was in her lungs.

When she righted herself, she heard Hiei's voice in her head again.

I expect an answer to my question, onna.

You know, Hiei, you're not as bad as people perceive you to be.

Stop avoiding the question.

I'm not. Yurika paused as the final bell rang, hurting her sensitive ears and sending a jolt of light through the back of her eyes. As people started leaving, Yurika gave one last look at the window. I'll talk to you today, on the edges of the forest outside Genkai's, just make sure no one knows where we're going.

Hn. See you there, onna. I expect answers.

You'll get them.

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