Hey you guys! Thanks so much for all the awesome reviews! I really love, treasure, and appreciate them! And thanks for your patience... I've got about 5 one-shots for this little series thing, but they're all half-written and half-inspired...so I literally whipped this one up in an hour. Very quick little one, as thanks for all your reviews. I hope you like it.

As you may gather, this takes place not long after our favorites, Amai and Jin, first meet. Very very quick, like I said x) Thanks again! I started college, so I've been drowning in work... it might take a while for the next one. Keep you all posted! Enjoy!

Special thanks to: kiralol101 , middlekertz , XxMichyBabyxX , AprylChaotic and Evalyd Yamazaki !

"I said that I hate this!" Amai shouted before turning heel and stomping away, her inner three-year old currently at large.

She hated it because she didn't get it. And what was to get? The walk to the temple had seemed so short, when her nerves had unceremoniously shoved her heart into her throat and time jumped by like a bunny in a thicket. Now that she was rushing to get away from the mad group of people behind her, the walk winded and ran for what seemed like miles. Each foot step took a solid minute, long enough that she heard Miko shouting after her.

Well, forget about Miko. She was crazy, too, if she was staying with these…weird people.

"Amai! Amai! Please, stay!"

Amai shook her head frantically, half in answer and half to shake the madness from her head. Demons. Spirit World. What the hell was going on? Amai knew something bigger was out there but didn't dare put a name on it. But to have someone come up to her and just say "Oh, yeah, there's a Spirit World and we work for it" … that was too much.

And demons. What was she supposed to do with that?

"Oi, lass!"

Amai gasped and spun around in a circle, trying to locate the voice. The demon touched down in front of her. In the few times she'd seen him, he'd always had this impish grin on his face. Even when he'd saved her life from that scary rib-crushing giant vine, he'd been laughing the whole time.

He wasn't smiling now.

"Did you just say 'oi' to me?" Amai was indignant despite it all. "And my name's not lass! But why am I talking to you!"

The demon had put his hands on his hips and had a rather childish pout on his lips. "On account of myself bein' a demon, is that it? Why you cain't be talkin' to me?"

Amai groaned, and stomped her foot. "Yes! That's why! Demon's don't exist! And besides, every book I ever read said demons are bad, ok?"

"So ya read a book- good fer you!" his sarcasm had Amai close to growling. "But you ain't never met a demon, huh? Well, here ya go! I don't think I'm all so bad, an' I bet somma the others would vouch for me too! 'Fact, I betcha you met a buncha other demons but you never knew it!"

Skeptical, Amai quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah? They all got big ears and horns like you? Pretty sure that's hard to miss."
"Och, aye." The demon rolled his eyes. "'Course not. Does every human look the same?"

Begrudgingly Amai replied: "I guess not."

"Betcha humans all act different, too, huh?"

Narrowing her eyes, Amai replied with an immature: "I guess so."

He was not fazed by her childish behavior, grinning as he stuck out his hand. "Well then, I'm Jin! I'm a demon, and it sure is nice to meet you!"

Amai jumped back from his hand, eyeing it warily before tentatively sticking out her own hand. "Um. I'm Amai. I'm a human, and my head hurts. Can I go home yet?"

Jin pumped her hand excitedly as Miko trotted up behind them. Miko, a new and very shy friend, smiled softly at Amai. Amai, however, was busy having her arm shook up and down by the energetic demon.

"We can't leave yet," Miko murmured, tucking a tendril of her long hair behind her ear. "Um, they wanted to start training today."

Amai glanced down at her usual, casual ensemble. Too bad she was, as usual, dressed in her workout gear. She had no excuse.

Shoulders slumping, Amai groaned again. "I just got out of soccer practice, so this better be easy. And I still don't know how much I believe all this. So if I die, Miko, it's your fault."

The other girl squeaked, startled by the very thought. My, she was skittish. Jin had since stopped shaking Amai's hand and was instead swinging it around aimlessly.

"Do you mind?" she turned back to the demon.

"Not particularly," he grinned at her before taking off back towards the group, her hand still in his.

Before she knew it, she was dragging behind him, her feet barely sticking to the grass. In fact, she was definitely leaping more than running. It was sort of like jogging on the air. Amai didn't particularly hate it.