Chapter 6 Woot!! We finally find out what happened to Kayko-chan! And OMG, Tiemiosho's updating!

kaillinne arami: You must really like my stuff! I actually wrote Washigo in the first place just to have that poor adorable little kid appeal. And YES! Loooove KuwaYukina 333 But there's already so much to play into this story, and I'm no Tolkien, so I'm submitting a separate two-shot just for them! It's called 'Secret Longing.' Dumb name, but... ANYWAY! On with the story!

Kirin led Mukuro to the bottom floor. "What is it, Kirin?" Mukuro asked impatiently. Like the masked ex-general he was, Kirin seldom failed to inform everything to her in minute detail.

"A human woman," he replied. "You might want to speak to her."

Mukuro stared suspiciously at her former general. "Why?" Why would she waste her time speaking to this human off duty?

They neared the room. Mukuro distinctly heard a commotion behind the door, as if another demon brawl was taking place.

A human? What human possession would be so valuable for the guard members to fight over? That was her first thought as she gave Kirin an inquiring stare. He gingerly opened the door.

A frightened and agitated group of demons struggled to contain the thrashing woman. Mukuro stared calmly at her as several surgical instruments shattered onto the stone floor.

She was spiritually gifted; no wonder she gave those demons a hard time. The woman ceased her struggle as she spotted Mukuro. Her bloodshot brown eyes widened. Was it in awe, fear, curiosity, disgust? It merely took the eyes of a human to remind Mukuro of the fright she looked.

"Let me take care of it." Mukuro waved her hand to excuse the others from the room. Kirin glanced at her curiously one last time as he shut the door behind himself and the puzzled demons.

The women were left to the silence of the dark medical room. Carefully stepping over broken glass and machinery, Mukuro's eyes remained on the human. She stared back, half warily and half in rebellion.

"You have damaged a lot of expensive equipment. Don't you realize we're doing this for your safety?"

The woman averted her eyes, staring at her hands as she rubbed them obsessively. Mukuro spotted the glisten of a diamond.

She sighed impatiently. "Why are you fighting us?"

The woman stopped rubbing her hands, taking a deep breath. "It's my husband."

Mukuro held her steady gaze. "He's in Makai?"

The woman nodded.

"We'll find him, anyhow. It is our job to detect humans who stray here and return them home."

"No." The woman shook her head, tangled chestnut hair swishing along her face. "You don't understand. He's part demon."

She already knew, then? "What's his name?" Mukuro shifted on her feet.

"Yusuke. Yusuke Urameshi."

They need me. All of them. Yusuke tossed a knife into a nearby tree. They think I'm frickin' Jesus Christ. He clenched his fist. He didn't want to be Superman.

Yusuke sat alongside Hiei, glancing up at the overhanging cliffs above. There was one way out of the small ravine, and Takashi guarded it.

"Them kappa looked like shit," Yusuke murmured, carving a sharp end of a stick. An army of knuckers had passed by an hour ago.

"Don't worry," Takashi leaned on a convenient boulder, eyes lazily half-shut. "You won't see much of them. The job will pretty much do itself."

"Huh?" Yusuke sluggishly sat up. "What job?"

Takashi smirked. "Ya know, it's interesting, humans and demons. A pinch of dragon's energy could kill a demon, but it's essential for a human's life force."

"What!?" Hiei snarled at Takashi.

"Yep. There's almost always been dragons hiding somewhere in Ningenkai. Giving enough energy to keep the planet from freezing over, and little enough to let demons roam when they come through. Funny how all life must maintain such a delicate balance. Kinda reminds me of, what's that one movie...?" The captor trailed off lazily.

Yusuke stared at Takashi, shoving the stick in the ground. "Whats your point?"

"My point is," Takashi sneered. "Ya can't beat us. That is, unless ya wanna say goodbye to Ningenkai."

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Mukuro had felt this sort of energy only a few times before, whenever Hiei summoned his dragon. But it seemed much older, more powerful. A pure dragon.

"If we can find Hiei, chances are he knows how to find your husband." She searched through the chest, handing Kayko a change of clothes.

"You know that much about him..." Kayko stared aimlessly at her armload.

"His life is practically an open book," Mukuro chuckled. "It's hard to think now, that I imagined Raizen's heir being more...regal." Mukuro stared thoughtfully into space, slowly closing the chest.

Yusuke had never told her anything like that! Kayko stepped into her hakama. What else was he not telling her?

"You offered to help find him," Kayko pulled up the skirt, tying it around her waist. "Why?"

"Just about every demon here," Mukuro smiled wistfully, "holds some level of respect for him." She grabbed a small bag. "I'm no exception."

"Koenma, sir! We just can't investigate Ningenkai. It's nuts out there! Its getting worse by the hour!"

The prince's head was spinning. "At this rate, the whole planet'll be like Antartica in a few days..."

"Koenma!" A swarm of ogres scrambled into the office. "Kurama's here!"

What?! How'd he-? "Send him in, then. Stat!"

They promptly parted to let the redhead through.

"Am I glad you're here!" Koenma said in quite a contrary tone. "What's up?"

"Vast energy is escaping. It's getting bad. You don't know?"

"Yeah, but we don't know how!"

"However," Kurama glanced behind himself at the woman making her way through the ferry girls and ogres.

She towered over the small crowd by at least five more feet. Her ragged gray hair trailed behind, like her cloak. Flom stared blankly at Koenma before glancing at the wall above him.

"Yes?" The prince glanced from her to Kurama.

"Yama wanted the dragons to withdraw." Her voice was all but gone. She peered back down her nose at Koenma. "So they did. He never considered what that would do to Ningenkai."

"What did you take?" Koenma shot up in panic. "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Its not anything we stole. At one point or another, there has always been a dragon living unseen among humans. Do you believe earth could cope with losing such life force?"

Koenma sunk back into his seat. His whole body felt drenched in ice and his legs ceased to exist for a moment.

"What I desire is the destruction of Yama's creations as well as him." She spun on her heels. "It shall be fulfilled within a fortnight."

"W-wuh..." Koenma's legs returned, yet he felt as if he had sprinted a mile.

"My words are plain." With that, the woman was gone.

And Kurama appears. I'm sure fangirls are happy to see that! I just needed to find some way to fit him into the story, 'cuz damn! He is so difficult to write!