Revenge

Kohari: Chapter 3…

Jacqie: Why do all our one-shots end up becoming full-fledged stories?

Kohari: I have no clue, but I ain't complaining.

Jacqie: Me, either. Keep up the reviews, peeps!

Kurama and Hiei stalked into the woods outside of Genkai's temple, ready for revenge and cracking their knuckles. They would show these little brats that two demons were not something to toy with.

"Girls..." Kurama called in a nice, high voice, clearly showing that he was angry and wanted them dead. He and the apparition were now not in sight of the exit, therefore, neither were the girls. Luckily for the guys. There was nothing but trees.

"What?" a preppy voice startled them. So did its owner as she swung from her knees right in front of their faces. But before Hiei could grab his katana and strike, she had disappeared.

"We just want to talk," Kurama lied, reaching his hand back into his ponytail and gripping his rose.

"Yeah, right," another voice said from up in another tree. It was a little deeper and portrayed a punk. The boys turned to see the somewhat-Goth girl perched on a high limb not too far away, standing on a rather thin branch, her hand on the trunk to keep her balance.

Kurama wasted no time. The rose whip shredded the tree, but missed the girl.

"Kai!" Hiei hissed. "I thought we weren't going to mention that little ordeal with the party or its aftermath to anyone."

"What can I say? It slipped out."

"Dude, his whole statement sounded kinda sick," the third and final member of the girls' team commented. She sat on a rock, picking aparta flower that happened to be a particular favorite of Kurama's.

The image of Hiei blurred. The rock shattered, pebbles spraying up toward the stratosphere. However, once again, the target has escaped.

"Man, you really are psycho," she told him, revealing that she was now sitting on a tree limb close to their location, dangling one leg over the edge.

Hiei growled in response.

"The word is psychic," teased Kai, from right beside Daphne.

"Yeah, Daph. Learn the difference," Kit joked, hanging from a branch just above the others.

"That would make life a lot easier, wouldn't it?" Daphne continued.

"You're about to realize just how sharp this katana really is," Hiei threatened.

"As well as how much quicker our reaction time is than you estimated," Kurama added.

"Get the timer!" Kit called out.

"Gentlewomen, start your engines!" (Daphne)

"Where'd that come from?" Kai snapped at her, trying to avoid Hiei's sword and Kurama's whip at the same time.

"Like I have any clue," came the reply. "OW!" The whip clipped her left arm as she back-dodged it. She quickly pounced at the male kitsune, shouting about how her injury was gonna scar and how that was gonna ruin her reputation as a sex-goddess.

Kit looked up fearfully at Hiei from the ground, glancing nervously at the blade that was inches from her throat.

"Neither purple, nor pink, are my 'colors'," the koorime informed her.

"Aw, come on," she pleaded as the metal drew closer to her neck, speaking quickly. "I admit, I was a little outta line with that, but...do you really wanna kill me?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

"No?" she guessed, flinching. "But purple really does look good on you."

At this, Hiei commenced to plunge the katana into her skin, but she moved just enough so that it merely scratched her and got lodged into the dirt.

"Aw, you really do love me!" she teased, then went to join her pals as Hiei tried desperately to remove his sword from the dirt.

Now, we switch back to Daphne versus Kurama. It was a face-off. "Was it really necessary to mention the chocolate, Daphne?" he wondered aloud.

"Yup!" she smirked, then rushed him. He was prepared to fend her off in hand-to-hand combat, but she ducked and tripped him.

"Always knew you looked up to me!"

By now, the girls were reunited. Kaiwas dragging a knocked-out Hiei. Kit snapped a rope in front of Kurama's face.

"You're about to find out just how durable ropes are," she told him. Daphne slipped a blindfold over his eyes.

Daphne, Kit, and Kai were sitting in the living room when Koenma and his crew walked in. Kai was practicing Tai Chi away from the other two, while Kit braided hemp ankle bracelets. Daphne was in a La-Z-Boy chair painting her nails. Red.

Koenma asked them, "Uh, where are the others? Kurama and Hiei?"

Kurama and Hiei were dangling from the roof, tied with a bunch of nylon rop and blindfolded.

"Girls!" the redhead called as he struggled against the bonds to escape. "Get us down. This isn't funny!"

"I blame you for this, fox," Hiei grunted, stripped of his weapons.

The three looked at each other. "Dunno," the chorused, keeping straight faces.

"Well," the ruler went on. "There are a few things we want to talk to you about."

"Like what?" Kit inquired.

"Like your punishment." Botan's knuckles were white from holding her oar to tight. (another rhyme!)

"Uh-oh."

How were they gonna get out of this?

"GIRLS!" came Koenma's scream. The addressed young women laughed, once again from their tree, safe outside.
Kohari: OK. So it wasn't all that great...Jacqie? Where'd ya go?

Jacqie: -nowhere in sight-

Kohari: Huh. Oh, well. Review for us. We may update this, we may not. Depends on the reviews and what we plan to do with our prequel. So...send in any pranks you wanna see, or just review to boost our self-esteem. Flames will be used to mold Hiei's sword into a miniature pony statue.

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