Sorry guys for the wait. I got held back with two illnesses and school work, and job work.
Summer starts soon, so I should have more time, since school, and hopefully illnesses will vanish!

Boy. This kid sure gets on with it quick. I thought, a disgusted look on my face. The others most likely thought the same time, for Hiei was already gripping his katana, Yusuke twitched his eyebrow, and Kurama's hand twitched. Kuwabara took a little longer to realize it was a snide remark on the boy's part, but he was the first to act, forming his Spirit Sword.

"Come all at once, I need to get this over quickly," Eon said. "I've got something else to do afterwards."

These things Eon said, I understood quite well. Playing on nerves, exactly what a smart person would do if they thought they could survive whatever came after the nerve went off. Kuwabara though, had not thought this through as the others had, and stepped up.

"Hmph. Lets see if you can beat the almighty Kuwabara!" he bellowed.

Eon's upper lip curled up in hatred already. "Is this some kind of joke?"

Kuwabara charged full speed at him, giving Eon his answer. Kuwabara was dead serious. Unfortunately for him, that's where he stopped. With a swift swing of his orange chain, Kuwabara's sword hand was gashed open, making further use of it impossible. Eon jumped toward Kuwabara, easily covering the distance between them and landed with his right heel crashing into Kuwabara's thick skull. Switching his balance to the right, he used his left leg to brush Kuwabara to the side easily. He slumped on the wall, eyes glazed over and dazed from what just happened to him in a matter of seconds.

I stared dumbly at the teenager kid, thinking in my head, This guy ain't no joke...

"Eon Urashoku. Koenma's fifth choice for a Spirit Detective when he was choosing them," I muttered to myself, imagining the paper of Koenma's desk. "Master at long range weapons, but even better at short range attacks. Quite a nice few skills there. Part of a gang at one point, in Osaka, terrorized three different schools he deemed unecessary."

My muttering reached Eon's ears, and made him back up a few paces, wondering why I knew who he was. Well, he did tell me his name. I continued my rambling, "Two of his companions were already dealt with and are back in Spirit World in the hospital wing. Those were choices six and seven, Pamela Jenkins, an American, and Vidi Cgione, raised in Italy." I paused and then said to Eon directly, "You being the fifth choice... I sure don't see how you could ever beat the one who go picked."

Eon grimaced in disgust before spitting at the ground. "He's full of crap. Can't even shoot off his gun more than a couple of times."

Eon returned to swinging his chain like a lasso by his side. His grimace turned into a smirk, and we all could tell, we had to be blind if we couldn't, this guy was serious. Something landed in my hand as Kurama stepped in front of all of us, a rose in his hand. In my hand was one of the bracelets I had given them. I understood Kurama's plan. Long range versus long range weapon, and as soon as I found an opening, I would slip the bracelet onto his wrist, ending this pointless fight.

The rose transformed into his famous rose whip, and Eon just laughed, not scared of rose thorns. Unfortunately, he never touched a flower before, so he didn't know how bad thorns could be...

As if imitating Eon's movements, Kurama swung his whip at his side, just like you would a lasso. When Eon went to strike, Kurama did the same, ending with a stalemate. Eon then made another chain in his other hand, swinging them madly but skillfully like they were swords. Eon swung his left one to the right and the right to the left, Kurama only blocking one, got wounded on his left shoulder.

But as Eon pulled the chains back to his side, Kurama acted quicker and the thorns on his whip caught Eon right on the arm. Pain soured into his arm, blood tinkling down like tears. Finally, as tension grew between them, and between us the onlookers, they both moved. Sprinted straight for each other, head first. Kurama hoped to knock Eon off his feet and stun him long enough for me to put the bracelet onto his wrist, and Eon aimed towards the neck, strangling his opponent seemed the answer for him.

Eon flipped backwards as Kurama swung for his legs, landing softly on the ground, safe from hard, and within a split second, went for his move. Kurama put his arm up to guard his neck, which resulted in the chain wrapping itself tightly like a snake around his wrist. Blood circulation had been cut off from reaching his hands. Kurama though, forced his hand to grab the chain tightly and pull with all his might, all the meanwhile, defending himself with the whip from the attacking chain.

With another tug, the chain erupted from Eon's hand and vanished into the air, releasing its deadly grab on Kurama's wrist. This sudden release caused Kurama to loose his balance temporarily, and Eon did not wait for another minute. He jumped upwards again, closing the distance, and spun around in the air, his right foot gathering speed and strength.

"Kurama! Watch out!" Yusuke yelled in hope of being helpful to his friend.

From the sleeve of his arm Kurama used to guard the oncoming kick sprand tree roots. The roots wove around and around Eon's leg, holding him in the air, unable to move or free his leg. Using his whip, Kurama struck Eon's hand, the force sending the chain into the air, and it vanished before landing on the ground. This was the moment Kurama was waiting for.

Springing towards them, I struggled grabbing Eon's arm to put the bracelet onto him. I got punched a couple of times in the head, and Kurama had the worse. Eon's other leg was free, and he got kicked in the chest and couple hard times, along with punches that missed me. As the bracelet attached itself to Eon's wrist, the boy new that he had lost, quite miserably, to a plant, and a very skilled Kurama. He spat on my face before collapsing on the ground.

"What the - " I shrieked, wiping his icky saliva off my face.

Yusuke joined Kurama, helping him to his feet while Hiei opened a portal for Eon. Spirit World would take over from here.

"That was most disgusting," I grumbled to myself, now rubbing a fast forming brooze on my cheek.

Suddenly, my communicator rang again, and Koenma was on the screen. For a second, I thought he was going to congradulate Kurama for winning, but then I saw his face. My high spirits fell rapidly into my stomach. "The vault!" he shouted at me. "Get there NOW!"

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There we go! Oh man, what has Sana gotten into? Leaving the vault like that, and no Guards for the moment either.
Tsk Tsk, Sana isn't doing her job. I'll shut up now.
Disclaimer: I do not own YYH, but Sana, Shiku, and Ikuro are mine.