The girls were back at their apartment. "I want ice-cream." said Bunny.

"Yeah and I want Booze, but can I have that? NOOOOO." Setsuna said sarcastically. She huffed and stood up. "I'm gonna go out and smoke." she announced.

Outside it was already dark but Setsuna wasn't afraid. She had spent 200 years living in a house with Hell in the basement. She flicked out her lighter but it wouldn't light. "Stupid piece of crap." A hand came out of the dark with a lighter flame dancing on it. "Thanks. You're a lifesaver." she said before lighting her cigg. Then she laughed. "Well I guess you're technically a killer." she looked at her cigarette. "Oh well. You have to die sometime."

Her companion laughed. "Been there. Done that."

"Yeah." Setsuna said. "I met death once. Nice chick. Kinda eccentric though."

"You've met death? She doesn't have blue hair does she?" the man beside her asked.

"What? No. Black hair. Like her brother Dream… the first one anyway, the current dream has white hair." She sighed

A car light passed over them and they looked at each other as familiarity dawned. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

Back in the apartment the three girls sat with the Urimeshi team standing. Bunny and Raye still hadn't quite gotten over the scene of Setsuna dragging Yusuke through the door by his ear.

"Is this someone's idea of a joke?! We are living right beside them! We have to work with them! And they already tried to kill us." Setsuna was ranting if you haven't already noticed.

Kurama coughed. "To be perfectly fair you tried to kill us too."

"So? You guys were sent after us BY OUR OWN FATHER!!!" Nothing could stop Setsuna from her rants.

Bunny hit her sister in the head "Shut up. You're giving me a head ache." Except that.

Setsuna glared and rubbed the back of her head. "Fine. Still, I don't trust them."

"Well your not exactly trustworthy yourself." Said Yusuke.

"Why you!!" a yelling match ensued between the two who just a few minuets ago had been talking like old friends.

Bunny rubbed her temples. "SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I CUT YOU INTO LITTLE PIECES AND FEED YOU TO THE HOUNDS OF HELL!!" she yelled. Nothing made a sound in a two hundred mile radius. "Thank you, was that so hard?" she asked to no one in particular. "Here's the deal. We have to work with them. We can't move and I don't think they are willing to."

"Well that's not really a factor is it?" said Setsuna, cracking her knuckles and looking menacingly at the boys.

"Setsuna." said Raye warningly.

"Yeah, Yeah. Don't kill the coworkers. I'm not talking killing. Just maiming. Pweeese?" Setsuna made puppy dog eyes

"No" said her younger sister.

"Fine." said the older girl crossing her arms and pouting.

"Yes. Well we do have a problem." said Bunny looking concerned and hesitant.

"What?" growled Setsuna.

"This came in the mail." Bunny held out a letter. "It's an acceptance form for our enrollment of a High School." she cringed.

"So?" said Setsuna.

"Well. It's their High School." She said indicating the boys.

"NO FRIGGIN WAY!!!"

Author: okay so some notes…

1) The Death that Setsuna mentions is from Neil Gaiman's Sandman… REALLY good comic.

2) We used to always tell people we'd cut them up and feed them to the hounds of hell… I think Raye came up with that one but I don't remember…

3) You'd think that creatures that were over five hundred years old wouldn't NEED to go to school. Well, they look around seventeen or eighteen so they have learned that they usually have to go to school. Poor them