DIMS: Hi! The Forbidden is back!

Girl: Don't you think that if they wanted it back they would have reviewed.

DIMS: Someone did!

Girl: Really?

Kurama: Yes, they did, and they were quite polite.

DIMS: Thank you Kurama. Yusuke, it's your turn to do the disclaimer.

Yusuke: Fine. Dark doesn't own anything.

Era: Dedicated to the one and only reviewer : Ezeroth Fitz. Also dedicated to Sirius Black.

DIMS: Chappie start!

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Training and Missions

That first night I considered suicide just to spite them all, to remind them that no one can force me to do anything, but then I realized that was the weaklings' way out. I couldn't do that. Hiei'd just say I really was a weakling like he had thought when he found me as a baby. I would train with the detectives. I might get stronger in the process. Then I would get my revenge, slow and sweet. As a wise one once said, "Revenge is a dish best served cold.

I started my day at dawn. I woke up and found myself, not in a tree, but in a bed. I was expecting the bucket of cold water that signaled my awakening when I didn't wake up before the sun rose like back home, but it never came. I stalked into the kitchen and saw a red haired emerald-eyed man cooking eggs on the stove. They smelled different, as they sizzled merrily on the stove, from the meat I ate for dinner, the only meal I ate. My boots clicked on the linoleum floor as I walked and my katana thumped against my leg with ever step. It was a rather large kitchen with a table in the center. There was a four-burner stove and a sink just below the window. The tile on the counter and floor was a checkered pattern of yellow and white and the wallpaper was yellow with roses on it. I hated it.

"Good morning," he said, a tad to cheerily for my taste.

I glared at him with a look that clearly said, 'You talk to me again, you die.' I made sure my meaning was clear by fingering the hilt of my katana. I headed in the direction of the training fields.

"You aren't training today," the man said, his smile never wavering, his green eyes sparkling in the sunlight. "Koenma thought you might be a little tired from your…journey."

"Hn," I said back with a glare and headed to the training field anyway. I almost made it too. Then I ran into Keiko.

"Hi," she said. She was smiling much too much in the presence of someone who could and would kill her. I wanted nothing more than to slit her throat, but I didn't want to go through the hassle of killing Yusuke too, not yet. I glared. She ignored it. "Since you'll be staying with us for a while and I hate the idea of calling you Girl, I'm going to give you a name," she said.

"Hn, no," I said, hoping that she would stop pestering me.

"Yes," she said determinedly. "And there's nothing you can do to stop me."

"I could kill you,"I said with a sneer. She had no idea what she was getting herself into.

"You wouldn't dare," she said huffily, her hands on her hips, a slight frown on her face

"What a funny fantasy world you live in." I muttered with a glare

"I'll name you…" she started. She looked upwards, hand on her chin in a thoughtful position.

"If you're going to call me anything other than my name," I interrupted, slightly annoyed, I was not some pet of hers to name, "call me Mara." I gave the name that I knew to be that of the ice maiden who threw me off the island.

"So you do have a name!"she exclaimed excitedly at the thought that she had gotten some information

"Hn, no," I said with a scowl. "I'm borrowing it." With that I turned on my heel to walk to the training field to get some peace and quiet while I created chaos my knocking down a couple of the ancient trees.

"Hold on!" she yelled after me.

I turned around with a slight growl and she saw my eyes filled with barely contained hatred and extreme annoyance. It is fortunate for her that Yusuke walked in that moment. Remind me that my revenge on him must be the coldest and sweetest. I'll save him for last. "If you do anything to Keiko," he said, "I'll kill you."

"I'd like to see you try," I told the detective boredly. Then I headed towards the training field. Keiko called after me, said something about shopping, but I didn't listen. I just started to punch a large tree. In five well placed blows it was on the ground. It was about eight times thicker than the oaks I used to practice on and I relished the challenge. I moved on to the next one, wondering if I could knock it down to three or four blows. My goal of course, was to be able to split the thing in half with one blow. I checked the trunk of the second tree I'd knocked down. It only took three blows that time. I judged that I could consistently get it in one blow after a week of steady practice, and I am rarely wrong about that kind of thing.

About fifteen minutes and five trees later I got bored. I started practicing my fire techniques. Setting the trees I had knocked over ablaze and so on. I did that for several hours until there was nothing left to burn. I swam up a river and ran several thousand laps, along with hundreds of pushups, sit-ups, and exercises with my Katana. By the time the sunset I was exhausted, though I wouldn't let it show, hadn't eaten, though I was used to that, and covered in sweat. I walked into the temple. Unfortunately I had to walk through the dining room and kitchen to get to my room. It was dinnertime and Keiko was there.

"Mara!" she called as I edged around the large dining hall, trying not to be seen and failing miserably. I internally cringed at her calling anything but Girl, but I shrugged it off. It didn't matter what people called me as long as I got stronger. I glared at her.

"Hn."

"Come join us for dinner!"

"No," I said flatly. She glared at me. It looked rather comical on her face.

"Yes!"

"No."

"YES!"

I ran forward sword drawn. I expect I was going to fast for her to see because she gasped as I appeared behind her, my sword at her throat. "No," I whispered in her ear. I sheathed my katana and walked calmly into my room. I heard a soft chuckle from behind me.

I waited for someone to bang on my door, barge in and interrupt my meditation, and give me a lecture about being nicer to Keiko. Probably would be Yusuke. I hadn't been around humans long, but I had already figured out their behavioral patterns. "3,2,1" I breathed about three minutes later. As if by magic, just as I said '1' Yusuke practically knocked down the door. I opened my eyes and glared at him. "What do you want, Baka, I was trying to meditate."

"Trying to meditate! You just nearly killed my girlfriend!" Add description of Yusuke

"No, I didn't. Do you believe that I have been training with Master Hiei since I was four and have so little skill that I would let my blade slip? You're stupider than you look." I said calmly.

He stared at me for a minute, then looked to the heavens. 'A mini Hiei, this is going to be a pain,' he thought. He turned around as he thought it.

As he reached the door, I said with a glare, "I heard that." Then he left.

Hiei's POV

I was sitting in my room meditating. I heard a commotion from Girl's room down the hall and ignored it. I heard footsteps coming down the hall. "3,2,1" I said under my breath. The instant I said one, the detective practically broke down the door. I opened my eyes and glared at him. "What do you want detective, I was trying to meditate." He stared at me like I was some sort of alien, but shook it off.

"Trying to meditate! That kid just nearly killed Keiko."

"Yusuke, do you honestly believe that she has been training under me since she was four and have so little control that she would allow her blade to slip? You're stupider than you look." I said calmly.

He stared at me for a minute, then looked to the heavens. 'She really is a mini Hiei.' He thought as he turned on his heel to the door.

"I heard that." I told him with a glare as he reached the door. He turned and stared at me again, then turned and ran out of the room clutching his head and screaming. If you listened carefully, a soft chuckle could be heard from the room down the hall.

Mara (Girl)'s POV

I heard the entire confrontation between Master Hiei and the detective. When he ran out of the room screaming, I chuckled softly to myself. 'He is such an idiot,' were my last thoughts before I fell into a dreamless sleep

The next day I started my official training. Along with my usual training with Hiei, I had to practice with Genkai, whom I discovered is a rather agreeable old lady when she wants to be and rather strong to boot. I showed her respect from the first day we met. She helped me draw out my own special talents. She taught me how to bend my ki to my will in ways that I had never dreamed of. I practiced the basics like augmenting my strength and speed, but also learning that I could make a strong barrier with my Yoki.

Yukina, a rather nice Koorime whom I knew to be Hiei's sister, taught me some basic healing techniques. She was the first and only person I told my past.

I sparred with Yusuke, Kuwabara, and the red headed man whom I learned was named Kurama. The first day I beat Kuwbara and Yusuke and ended in a draw with Kurama.

Then I had my normal training with Hiei. He had me practice knocking down trees. I had knocked it down to two punches. Then I had to burn them. I ran fifteen miles. I sparred with Master Hiei, losing yet again. Then I practiced the Black Dragon technique with his instruction. Never actually summoning it, but I knew I was close.

This went on for nearly a week. My barriers became stronger, I could heal more complex wounds, I beat Kurama, and came closer and closer to summoning the Dragon of Darkness Flame. At the end of the week, Koenma came to us and told us we had a mission. We had to go to Makai and capture a few low level demons that were causing havoc.

We got to Makai via portal. I stepped out and took a deep breath. The air smelled of freshly spilled blood and the rotting flesh of decaying corpses. In other words, it smelled like home. We instantly saw the carnage the demons had created. The town we had arrived near was smoldering, corpses littered the street and the smell of burning flesh caused Yusuke and Kuwabara to draw back. I saw the demons near the edge of the town robbing a recently orphaned demon child. I ran. They obviously didn't see me coming and offered no resistance as I used a small amount of Yoki to knock them unconscious. I picked up the small child and put it on my shoulders. I grabbed the three demons and dragged them back to the stunned detectives.

The three other than Hiei were staring at me like I was some sort of alien creature. "Let's go," I said, then the staring started to get on my nerves. "What are you staring at?' I snapped, glaring.

"How…oh never mind," Yusuke said, attempting intelligible speech and failing miserably. He just started mumbling something like, 'how could a ten year old…' and, 'she's so small.' Kuwabara opened up a portal with his Jigen to (spelling found on wikipedia, correct me if wrong)and we went to spirit world

I dragged the demons to Koenma's office, still carrying the small child on my shoulders. I practically knocked down the huge door to Koenma's office and the two (Kurama stopped after the first time) stared at me…again.

Koenma looked up from his paperwork as the door banged open and stared at me too. A vein started pulsing on my forehead. "Here," I grunted dropping the three demons and heading off to the medical ward with the kid. "What is your name?" I asked. The child looked at me with a look like I was speaking a foreign language. Then I realized I was speaking Japanese. I switched to a common Makai dialect and repeated my question.

"Morashino," he told me.

Morashino was a small child, maybe three feet, six inches. He had red, tilted eyes and short black hair. His skin was pale and he was rather thin, not enough that you could see his bones, but enough that he could be carried with one hand.

"Well Morashino, what happened to your parents? Were they killed by those demons?" He whimpered and nodded. "It's okay," I told him. "I'm gonna take you to a doctor and he's gonna help heal you."

We reached the medical ward and I handed him to the healer telling him I'd wait outside the door for him. It seemed he had grown to trust me. He came out about twenty minutes later led by the hand by the healer. He had some bandages around his hand and forehead but was otherwise ok. I put him on my shoulders since is would be faster that way and headed back to the office.

I pushed open the door and found the demons gone. Koenma had been giving them some sort of lecture or speech. "Where were you!" were the first words I heard upon entering the office. Morashino cringed behind my head and pulled on my hair.

"Mosina," I said which could be roughly translated as, "It's okay." Then I turned to Kuwabara, the one who had yelled. "I was taking care of the boy," I said. I sat on the floor with my legs crossed and looked at Koenma with a glare. We still had a score to settle.

"Who is the child?" He asked

"Morashino," I stated, never ceasing to glare at him.

"I suppose the boy will be staying with you?" he stated.

I thought for a minute before giving a, "Hn," and a nod. I stood up and we headed back to the temple through a portal.

DIMS: just a bit of info for some readers. I wrote this when I was twelve. Chapter one had not been edited extensively before posting, while this chapter I have spent several hours going over, so I hope you enjoyed this. There will be no romance in this story, and I already have this fic completed, It's just a matter of editing and posting.

Mara: I have a name, huh.

DIMS: Yeah (shrugs) don't ask me to explain my thought processes. I wrote it ages ago.

Morashino: Why did you orphan me?

DIMS: Because you, little Mo, will become a relatively important character.

Mo: What do I get to do?

Koenma: Find out next time in The Forbidden, Chapter three.