As the title suggests, this is a pretty peaceful chapter. I like the build on character relationships, and I hope you like it too. Now let's see what's cooking in the Forbidden Home on that random street.

Youko: -standing at stove- I will learn how to cook! It will be the best! I'll show Mihiro that I don't have to steal or borrow to live!

-four hours later-

Mihiro: Are you frying bacon?

Youko: Yeah, smells good doesn't it? -triumphant smirk-

Mihiro: The burner isn't even on, you're tail is on fire.

Youko: Agh! IT BURNS!!!

Mihiro: I'm wondering just how long it's been cooking...

AKN: About a good 15 minutes...

Youko: 911...-faints, flames are extinguished-

AKN: Well, he's out.

Mihiro: He still has third-degree burns.

Alicia and Hiei tossed Seki carelessly onto his bed, where he landed unceremoniously with a thud; his neck in an uncomfortable position.

"He's going to feel that whenever he awakens." Alicia stated as she stared at Seki's slightly twitching form. Hiei watched her closely. Alicia looked at him and their gazes locked, fiery red orbs clashing with deep midnight ones.

"I didn't know you had a sister. You look almost exactly alike." Hiei said as he gave Alicia his unwavering attention. Alicia eyed him warily.

"Natsune is basically my other half. We have not always been complete opposites. There was a time when we were almost the same exact person. We even look different now then what we used to." Alicia stated as she shut the door quietly behind them. They had left the room as not to disturb Seki. Hiei eyed her for a little bit, waiting to see if she would say more. They walked along, Alicia seemingly pondering something. Hiei was about to say something when she suddenly continued.

"It's said that we will become the same again someday depending on the course fate takes us, demo….I wonder if maybe that is just a dream that we have been silently praying for. I do hope that things will change for the better. Natsune seems to feel the same as well."

"Hn. I…I was wondering…do you hate Mihiro?" Hiei asked. Alicia just kept staring ahead as they walked down the corridor.

"I worry for him. It was hard enough to keep him safe when he wanted to help those in need all the time, but with this new curse and his old personality back, he won't be running head-first into danger because he is naïve. He will be doing it because he is a cocky and arrogant little son of a—"

"He didn't seem that way a few moments ago."

"It's his personalities clashing with each other. His nicer personality, who I will refer to as Mihi-chan for easier comprehension, was incredibly shocked at what Youko had done and with his newfound memories of what had happened to him, he reacted in his Mihi-chan way instead of the Mihiro way. The Mihiro we know now and I knew then would have originally kicked his ass without a second thought, but Mihiro has always been a heavy sleeper after reki-draining experiences. That's why he reverted to Mihi-chan, allowing him control in a situation that he didn't have the energy to handle."

"My question still stands." Hiei said after taking in the information. If he wasn't the ever-impassive Hiei he would have pumped his fist in the air for knowing that Mihiro did, in fact, have some form of MPD and that he had been right.

"I don't hate Mihiro. We've been rivals since we first met, before the whole Mihi-chan thing. When he became Mihi-chan, he didn't remember me or Seki in the beginning. We found him, and we recognized him even if he was dressed in that ever-so innocent haori and hakamas with his short hair. Demo…the thing that scared me most…was that even though he didn't remember us whatsoever, he still trusted us within the first five minutes of our meeting. When I first met Mihiro, we got in a fist fight and I kicked his ass. It was a bit of a cycle you know? For each match I won against him, he won one against me. It was hectic, but it let the days pass by quickly. We were never bored, and all the clans were at peace, well, except for the Kami Kitsunes since there were so many attempts. Seki and Manatchi-tono, well, Mana-chan since she insisted upon it, didn't try to stop us. They knew it was our way of friendship, even if it was a little…extreme. I remember this one time when I dyed Mihiro's hair yellow. Dandelion yellow. He was so mad at me, but Mana-chan stopped him and said 'Mihi-kun, you almost have the same hair color as me! Don't you like it?' and Seki said 'Aww, Chibi-san looks so much like a girl I may have to fondle him!' and then me and Mihiro proceeded to throw him into the pond of piranhas." Alicia said, soon rambling and not even realizing it. Hiei listened intently, holding back until she was finished to ask other questions.

"…'Attempts'? What kind of 'attempts'?" Hiei asked as they continued to walk, and were soon out in the shrine's courtyard under the sakura trees. Alicia stared at the sunrise, its crimson streaked with yellow, purple, blue, and light green colors. It looked like one of those…Thomas Kinkade artworks that you find on candles in those random grocery stores in the middle of no where. Hiei followed Alicia's gaze and they stood there in silence for a few minutes.

"Attempts on Mana-chan and Mihiro's lives." Alicia stated. Hiei's eyes widened slightly as he turned to Alicia. He wanted to stop asking questions, but he had always been to damn curious for his own good. He wouldn't have any pride or decency left when this was over.

"Why would anyone try to kill Mihiro and this 'Mana-chan' person?" Hiei asked as he stopped himself from asking a flood of questions.

"They were royalty. That is all I will tell you for now Hiei. I hope you don't tell this to anyone, or I will have to take action, even if it is a little…extreme." Alicia replied steadily, and Hiei swore that if she had emotions, she would have had a manic gleam in her eye as she licked her sword for emphasis. Of course, she didn't really do that, but it was always possible. Like imagining what Botan would be like if she didn't have emotions. Hiei held back a shudder at the thought of the bubbly reaper becoming like Alicia after he had finally gotten a little bit used to her rabid fan girl ways. Alicia quirked an eyebrow at the fire apparition before turning to go make breakfast.

Back in the room with Kurama and Mihiro (or at least in the doorway-ish)

Kurama opened the door to the room that had been given to him for his stay at the Tsukino shrine and sighed deeply. He had run all over the temple looking for Hiei, but when he finally had found Hiei in the courtyard, he had two reasons as to why he had not confronted him. 1) He saw that Alicia and Hiei were deep in conversation and didn't want to interrupt since Hiei seemed to be enjoying it and Hiei would cut his hair if he stopped him from doing something he enjoyed and 2) When he got up the gall to ask during a pause in conversation, he had forgotten what he had been needing Hiei for. Luckily, Youko wasn't awake to laugh hysterically in the back of his mind.

Kurama sighed again as he made his way towards the bed and made to plop down on it. He froze in mid leap-plop-thing and noticed that there was a lump under the covers of his bed. Kurama raised an eyebrow and reached forward to pull back a corner of the comforter and sheets. Mihiro's ear twitched as he sleepily reached up to swat the offending hand away from the blanket. Kurama suppressed a chuckle as he let the corner drop back down.

So that's what he had forgotten. Well, he was about to drop from exhaustion and Mihiro only took up one-half of the bed, and he would probably forget what he wanted again if he went to go find Hiei. So, deciding that he was too tired to really give a shit (Yes, that was a word used in the thought process) Kurama walked over to the other side of the bed and plopped down as gently as one can plop when there is a basically half-dead kitsune on one's bed; and promptly fell into a light sleep. Of course, he did think of some things before dropping off. Oh yes, he was thinking of all the things he could do to Hiei for forgetting to do whatever it was that he was supposed to do and making Kurama have to go through all the trouble of running around a frickin' huge shrine just to find him. Kurama knew he hadn't really done anything, but hey, he had to blame his pent-up rage on somebody. Oh yes, not even Inari would be able to stop the hell that would be unleashed. For the first time in his life, Kurama suddenly had the urge to laugh evilly, but remembering his guest, settled down and stopped himself.

Veterinarian: You're lucky he still has a tail. I may have to have him taken from you and put up for adoption...

AKN: He's the one who tryed to cook without the help of a mature adult!

Mihiro: You're not mature...

AKN: I was talking about DDL.

Mihiro: She is when she wants to be, which is rare.

AKN: Don't make me beat you...

Veterinarian: -clears throat-

AKN: ...With my love!! Come here, come on! -strangle hold-- I mean, hug. Yeah, a hug.-

Veterinarian: If you want Youko and Mihiro to live, you may want to review...