Thanks for the reviews, everyone. Especially you anonymous reviewers. I appreciate it.

I don't own anything in the following installment of this fanfiction. Except Kari.

This is one of my favorite chapters. This one's the most random death... and tied for my favorite.

The winner of last chapter's contest was the anonymous reviewer KokoroXTengu. And I'll give Autumn Whispers an... honorable mention. She cheated... or maybe it's just I have a big mouth. Go ahead, guys, ask me something.

And who will the next victim be?

Anyhows! Here's chapter six of "Your Horrorscope for Today". And this one's dedicated to my best friend and the rest of the Leos out there reading this.

Leo–

"Eat a bucket of tuna-flavored pudding and wash it down with a gallon of strawberry Quik."

"I'll get it, I guess." Kari got up from her spot on the couch and walked over to the phone. "More bad news, I'll bet," she muttered under her breath. "Hello? Yeah, it's me. What do you–?"

Kurama turned to look at her over the back of the couch. "Who is it?"

She mouthed Yusuke's name. "Oh." She paused. "No, I do not want to guess! This isn't a game!"

So they'd found Shizuru.

Kari sighed. "Yeah, I know you didn't mean it that way. Sorry for flipping out like that. It's just that... my nerves are shot, Yusuke. I feel like at any second, my life will be... over. It's like a knife hanging over my head. I'm always afraid it's going to be me next, and I never know when it will be me..." She sighed again, trying to keep from bursting into tears. "So who is it this time?"

As she listened, her mouth dropped open in shock. "No way!" Another sigh. "I told you already... I know. What?" She waited for his response. "Seriously? Are you sure that it's... It can't be. He's not that stupid."

She started shaking her head. "We'll have to ask him. Yeah, I'll tell my brother – I can't wait to. See you soon, Yusuke. Bye."

"You sound awful cheery about someone dying," Kurama commented.

Kari sighed again and all her cheeriness evaporated. "I'm going to miss her... It's Shizuru this time. The only reason I sound cheery is because now we might have proof."

"Which would be...?"

"A katana was left at the scene," she told him smugly, sounding a little less depressed. "Yusuke's pretty sure it was Hiei's, but he's not totally certain. All katanas look the same to him."

"And we're going to Genkai's."

"Right. To ask Hiei."

- -

Yusuke had the katana in a glass case lined with green felt. He'd wiped the blood off it, too. He held it out toward the redhead. "What do you think, Kurama?"

"It's probably Hiei's. I've known him longer than anyone else here, but I've never really taken a good look at his katana."

The Detective nodded.

"So... Kuwabara, Botan, Genkai, and now Shizuru. I wonder who's next."

"Kaitou, if you like having all your teeth, shut up," Kari warned him. "I don't want to think about it."

"Aren't you a demon?" he asked her. "Isn't death and murder a part of your daily life?"

"Like hell," she spat. "Do I look dead?"

Hiei came in then, interrupting them. He walked right over to Yusuke, and looked at the box he held for about ten seconds. "What the hell are you doing with my katana?"

Yusuke's brown eyes lit up and a smirk formed on his face. "So we were right. It was you who murdered Kuwabara and the others."

Hiei turned on Kurama now, his red eyes blazing. They swept over the room once, quickly, to see who was missing, and then he advanced on the redhead. "You stole my katana and killed the Idiot's sister with it?"

"Hiei," he said calmly, raising his hands in surrender, "I did no such thing."

"Liar," he hissed, jumping for him.

Yusuke sent a Spirit Gun blast toward Hiei, causing him to change direction mid-jump. "Hiei, calm down. You don't need to attack–"

Hiei used his super-speed to take the glass case out of Yusuke's one arm. He glared at him, and then said, "I'm telling you for the last time, Detective. It's not me; it's the Fox." He jerked his head toward Kurama and then disappeared.

- -

Hiei had been so kind to provide him with another victim. Or maybe it was just that he was lucky. Because now he was going to live a little longer.

No one in the room could have missed the death glare that he had given Yusuke. Since they were so sure that Hiei was the killer, they'd be expecting the Detective to die next.

He wouldn't want to disappoint his audience.

The meeting was suspended early. No one had anything to say. There was nothing to say.

An hour or so after they got home, Kurama prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Kari screeched.

Her brother chuckled. "Calm down, Kari-chan."

"No! There's a murderer on the loose! You can't go out alo–"

He placed a finger over her lips. "Kari-chan. It's broad daylight. And I'll be in public."

Her eyes began to water. "But what about me?" she whined softly.

"Go to the mall for an hour or so," he suggested. "Stay in a crowd."

She stared at him for a moment, and then said, "Okay. Be careful."

"Always." He smiled. "You be careful, as well."

"I will," she promised.

- -

Yusuke's head jerked up. Was that a knock on his door? He waited, then he heard it again.

"Yusuke? Can I come in?"

"Oh, uh, sure, Kurama. Come on in."

What was Kurama paying him a visit for?

Kurama came in alone. Strange. He and his sister were normally joined at the hip... "Where's Kari?"

"She's at the mall."

"You let her go out alone?"

"It's broad daylight, Yusuke. And she's in a crowd."

Yusuke nodded. It made sense to him. "So... Did you want something?"

The redhead nodded now. "Yes. I wanted to talk to you. About... what's been going on." He headed for Yusuke's kitchen.

"In the kitchen?"

Kurama chuckled. "I'm... comfortable in kitchens."

And Kurama wonders why people think he's gay?

Yusuke sat down on a kitchen stool. Kurama began to make some instant pudding.

"So... Yusuke. How are you handling this? Kuwabara was your best friend, wasn't he?"

"Yeah." He sighed. "And I mean, we've done all this fighting, and we've survived through it all. Sure, I've died twice, and he almost died a lot... but for him to get killed in his sleep like he was nothin'... It..." He sighed again. "It sucks."

The Fox turned around now. "Tell me, Yusuke, how does this pudding taste?"

Unthinkingly, Yusuke opened his mouth to sample the pudding. All his experiences with Kurama's cooking had been pleasant. But suddenly, he couldn't breathe.

Kurama had shoved the spoon down his throat.

Yusuke tried to reach up, to grab the spoon, but his hands were being pinned to his sides. He fought against the hold, but already, his strength was draining.

And then, for the third time, Yusuke Urameshi, the Spirit Detective, was dead.

Kurama grabbed a paper towel and wiped off the spoon and Yusuke's wrists. He waited for five minutes, and then he went to use Yusuke's phone.

"Hello. May I please speak to Keiko?"

- Kuramastrass -