I'm going to try to make this as short as possible. Oh, and Armed'n'Strangerous, I hope you'll like this one.

I want to make two quick remarks to reviewers.

Reviewer: Sick. Twisted. I never thought I would say that about my favorite character.

Authoress: I know, isn't it great? He's my favorite character, too, you know.

Reviewer: What kind of sicko kills their own mother?

Authoress: Lizzie Borden.

So... this is the second-last victim. I hope you all enjoy.

Oh, yeah. The disclaimer. I don't own YuYu Hakusho, and I don't own the song "Your Horoscope for Today".

So... here's chapter eleven of "Your Horrorscope for Today". Review, please, it would be appriciated. And this one's dedicated to the Geminis... especially Armed'n'Strangerous. Please don't hate me for this. I love you.

Gemini–

"Your love life will run into trouble when your fiancée hurls a javelin through your chest."

"Kari-chan..."

Kari looked up. "What is it?"

"I have some bad news about Mother..."

"They got her!" She instantly burst into tears. "Why her? Why?"

It was quiet for a time except for Kari's sobbing. Then she asked, "How... did she... die?" She almost choked on the last word.

Kurama paused, hesitant. Then he told her, "She fell from a fourth-floor window."

"Was pushed."

"Yes, probably."

Something was wrong here. He didn't seem... upset enough. Not that she was saying he had to be upset a certain amount. But it didn't... feel... right.

Her gut feeling had never been wrong before, and she wasn't going to ignore it now. There was something else that nagged at her, too.

"She fell from a fourth-floor window."

She got up and went upstairs. Kurama didn't follow her. When she was in her room, quietly, so he wouldn't hear, she played the CD she'd made two weeks ago.

Your Horoscope for Today.

She listened to it once all the way through. And then it all made sense. Somehow, they'd all died according to their horoscopes. To their horoscopes according to this song.

She listened to the song once again, and it sent shivers up her spine. The cheery nature of the song disturbed her. It felt all wrong. Before, when she had first heard the song, it had reminded her of a carnival.

It would have been more fitting if the song had been slower, creepier. Because now it was the theme song of a deranged carnival from out of a nightmare. Your Horoscope for Today? More like Your Horrorscope for Today.

So now Kari knew who the killer was. It had to be her brother. It made sense. He was a Sagittarius. And he had asked what everyone's signs were...

Her brother was the killer.

Strangely... she was okay with that.

She felt that she should warn Keiko, though. It would only be fair to give her some warning, since she would be next. She put on a jacket and slipped the CD into her pocket. Then she walked downstairs.

"I want to go see Keiko," she announced.

"Why?"

"She's the only other one... left."

He nodded. "I'll walk you there."

- -

"They got my mother."

"I'm so sorry..."

Kari and Keiko were upstairs, in Keiko's room. Kari had already taken the CD out of her pocket and passed it to Keiko, though she hadn't said what it was. They sat in silence.

"I think I know who the killer is."

Keiko's head snapped up.

"I don't know for sure... I only think."

"Who is it?"

"You know what I've noticed, though?" Kari continued, as if Keiko hadn't said anything. "They've all died according to their horoscopes."

"What?"

She didn't have time to explain. She had so little time; she needed to say as much as she could. "He's a Sagittarius."

"Who?"

"My–"

She was interrupted by Kurama walking into the room. "Kari-chan, we have to leave."

For a second, she froze. How much had he heard? Then she said, "Okay."

She got up and pulled Keiko into a hug. "Good luck," she whispered before pulling away.

She would need it. She'd be next.

Surely her brother would never hurt her.

- -

The whole walk home they had been silent. He was upset – obviously. She wondered what it was that was bothering him, wanted to comfort him in any way she could... but she couldn't do that if she didn't know the reason.

Upon entering the house, Kurama walked into the kitchen. Kari followed him. She moved close to him, leaning against the counter. "What's wrong?"

He said nothing.

"You can tell me. You can tell me anything. Please. What's wrong?" She had to know – it was causing her so much pain to be able to do nothing.

"I can't tell you this," he said in a strained whisper.

She winced when he spoke – it sounded like he was in pain.

Then she took a step back.

"It's you, isn't it?" Silence confirmed her answer. She took another step back. "It's you. You're the one behind the murders."

Still she felt no fear for herself. Still she believed that he would never hurt her. But now... though she was absolutely certain she was in no danger, she was angry.

"That woman you just killed? The one that you pushed from that window? She was our mother!" she screamed. "Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

There was a subtle change in the air. Kari felt it, but she ignored it.

"Yusuke? Kuwabara?" she continued. "Those people were our friends!"

There was a more drastic change in the air now. Her heart sank as she looked up at her brother.

"I won't tell anyone, though. Honestly." She started backing away. "Really, I won't."

He didn't answer her.

She kept backing away, begging now. "Please. Please! I won't tell. You could murder all of Tokyo and I wouldn't tell! Please! Please don't kill me, please!"

So quickly that she almost didn't see what happened, her brother grabbed a butter knife off the counter and flung it at her.

- -

His aim was perfect. The knife went through the middle of her chest.

She crumpled to the floor.

For the first time, he actually felt something close to remorse. Not because she was his sister, not because she was his lover...

Because she looked so much like him.

He started to walk away, but then he heard her moan. Wasn't she dead yet?

He walked back over to her. Standing over her, he started chuckling. "Your love life will run into trouble when your fiancée hurls a javelin through your chest," he quoted. "How fitting."

Kari managed – with effort – to open her eyes. The look in her eyes was torn – like she couldn't decide whether to cry or yell at him.

"Why?" she asked him. "Surely you're not so far gone as to deny me my last wish. Tell me why."

Slowly, he shook his head. "You would never understand." Then he knelt down next to her. Carefully, he reached out to cradle her face, then leaned in to kiss her.

By the time he pulled away, she was dead.

- Kuramastrass -