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I didn't want to move when I awoke. My body was so sore.

My father could tell how sore I was by how slowly and stiffly I was walking as I entered the dining hall for breakfast. His expression changed to one of concern.

"Should I have sent food up to your room, so you wouldn't have to move so much?"

I shook my head, sitting down in a chair. "No. I need to keep moving around. If I don't, I'll never get used to the pain. Besides, I wouldn't have been able to eat breakfast with you, and this would have been the second time I'd have missed that if I stayed in my room."

"I see. That's very wise, but I must let you know that I'm not offended when you don't show up to breakfast, today especially considering last night's events." He got up out of his chair and walked over to me, putting his hands on my shoulders and massaging them. Even massaging hurt. I flinched, and he ceased and apologized. I nodded.

A female servant walked over to the table and set out today's breakfast: fresh liver and diced, boneless fingers. Father went back to his seat, and we both chowed down. When we finished, he looked like he had something to say, so I stayed at the table.

"Rein."

"Yes?"

"I'm going to visit Mukuro, and by that, I mean that I'm going to be leaving the castle for some time. Would you like to come along with me, or stay here?" I chose the latter. I didn't think I could handle getting in a fight with Hiei again. Not with the way I was feeling. My father understood, and left. I could sense him as he left the castle. He moved quickly away. The sooner he got to Mukuro's castle, the sooner he could come back home.

There were a few problems in Gandhara whenever my father left to go visit one of the other kings. For one thing, when my father was gone, he couldn't hear what was going on in his territory. This made it so much easier for all sorts of things to happen. Sometimes when he left, the crime in Gandhara would spike to an incredible level. Few crimes were committed when my father was here. That's because his punishments were swift and severe.

Also, when he left, I usually felt lonesome. I was so used to knowing that he was somewhere in the castle, ready to talk to me if I needed something It felt strange knowing that he wasn't there, even though during the day, I rarely saw him in the first place. It just didn't feel right when he wasn't around, whether or not I needed him to be.

After I left the dining hall, I spent some time in the incubation room watching, and talking to my brother. Yuta, my father's second-in-command, walked up to me and explained to me that Shura was already stronger than many demons, and that my brother still had a lot more power coming.

"Rein, do you know about Raizen?"

"Has he passed?"

"Yes. And his heir, Yusuke Urameshi, was here not so long ago. He had an interesting proposition."

"And that was?"

"A way for the stalemate between the kings to finally end..." He explained that Yusuke had proposed, in approximately one year, there would be a giant tournament, where everyone would fight for themselves, individually, and whoever won that tournament would become ruler of the demon world. Winner takes all. According to Yuta, Mukuro had agreed to this, thus setting it in stone. I forced myself to pay attention to the whole explanation.

"Also," Yuta added. "Lord Yomi is going to allow young Shura to also participate in this tournament. That way, there's a higher chance that one of the two will win. Your father will be training him vigorously from the day young Shura emerges to the day before the tournament; training your brother to be as powerful as possible."

Something didn't seem right. My father hadn't informed me about any of this. Could it be that he didn't want me participating? Then why Shura? Why allow Shura to fight, but not me? I was the eldest.

Another thing, my father was going to train Shura from the day he emerged from his embryonic incubation chamber, until the day before the tournament. Did he mean that they would be training all day, every day? What about me and what about last night then? Was it some kind of "oh-hey-I'm-sorry-I-won't-be-able-to-spend-much-time-with-you-so-here-you-go" thing? I was getting upset. I clenched my fists.

Wait. I had to think rationally about this. Father probably didn't want me to get hurt. Plus, I'd spent my entire life with my father. Shura deserved the same, and I scolded myself for thinking otherwise. Maybe he'd forgotten to tell me about this. He had been busy, although, that didn't explain why he'd done what he did with me the night before. Maybe he did think that I was old enough, or maybe it was my original idea. I didn't know.

"Is something wrong, Princess?" Yuta sounded concerned.

I shook my head and pushed the negative thoughts back. "No, nothing. I was just thinking."

"You seem upset. Did what I said upset you?"

"No. It wasn't that. Don't worry Yuta. I'm fine."

"If that's what you want me to believe, then I will." He was quiet after that.

I left. It had grown uncomfortable in that room and I walked to my bedroom. I needed a nap. I opened the door and gasped.

Hiei was on my balcony.

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Preview:

Hiei stood outside of my room on my balcony, staring in. Did he expect me to let him in?

I considered yelling for the guards, but I figured I could handle this one on my own.