Authors Note:

HI EVERYONE! Thank You SOOO Much for the reviews! I am sorry it took so long in getting this chapter posted, but am finally getting off my lazy chair and into my writing chair! Last chapter I noticed did not have the proper disclaimer posted and I sooooo am sorry!

I diffidently do NOT own Yu Yu Hakusho (Beyond the box set I have) or any songs I may use in my story! Lady Gaga has full custody of "Bad Romance", and "Can't Hold Us Down" belongs to Christina Aguilera and co.

I am honored to continue writing for those who will read my stories

Please Read and Review so I know to keep writing! Keiko15 and angle of darknsss, you are wonderful people and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Who has two thumbs wants an explanation? ME!

Echo's p.o.v

'Who does this guy think he is? Why the hell is he starting to GROWL at me?'

She stuffed the picture into her back jean pocket and went over to her computer to play another song. Meanwhile, mister moody stood perfectly still, except for his eyebrow which occasionally twitched from obvious irritation.

"Go ahead and glare all you want, it just shows your maturity." She threw over her shoulder, smirking as he seemed to fume even more. She sniffed the air again and noticed it changed. 'Okay first he smells of winter and fire, now it smells like the AIR is on fire.' Her smirk changed to a grin at that thought as she found the song she wanted.

"So

what am I not 'pose ta

have an opinion?

Should I be blind

just because I'm a women?

Call me a bitch 'cuz I say what's on my mind,

guess it be easier for you to handle if I sat and smile."

She sang out with all her frustration pumping through her voice, the volume of it growing as the song progressed. She moved in time using her whole body to channel her mood.

When a female fires back

Suddenly big talker don't know how to act

So he does what any little boy would do

Making up a few false rumors or two

That for sure is not a man to me

Slandering names for popularity

It's sad you only get your fame through controversy, so sad

But now it's time for me to come and give you more to say

This is for my girls all around the world

Who have come across a man that don't respect your worth

Thinking all women should be seen not heard

So what do we do, girls, shout louder

Hiei's p.o.v

Echo looked completely oblivious to what was happening as she sang. The air around her shimmered as though they were in a dessert. It didn't seem to be from heat, though it was 80f degrees that day. Very faintly, he could see threads seemingly coming from under her skin, that wrapped up and pulsed out of her mouth. Her movements seemed to act like the heart that pumped the threads through her. Looking up he noticed the threads bounce off of the pots and pans on the rack.

Normal p.o.v

Echo finished putting dishes away as the song ended. She walked over to her laptop and shut it. Picking it up, she turned to face "the moody one".

"Okay grumbles, you got a name or do I have to make one up?" Hiei's eyebrow twitched at the nickname. Glaring he

clenched his fist before answering with his favorite word.

"Hn, Hiei." At that she blinked in confusion then shrugged, walking past him she ignored the unpleasant aura that seemed to radiate from her short guest. He followed her to the living room where she jumped onto the couch. She turned around and looked at Hiei as he walked into the room.

"Wanna see what's on?" Echo inquired. Hiei rolled his eyes and sat down in the recliner to the left of her. Echo shrugged,

"I take that as a yes."

She turned on the TV and flipped through the channels,

"Pride and Prejudice! Love that movie! AND it just started, LUCKY!"

Echo was completely enchanted by the movie, or so Hiei thought.

"….You gonna start talking or just keep staring like a jerk."

Hiei blinked then 'hmphed' in annoyance.

"Aren't you watching your picture box?" Echo chuckled at Hiei's name for the TV.

"Nope, commercials are boring." She stuck her tongue out and Hiei narrowed his gaze at her.

"Hn, I was sent to find you" THAT got her full attention. She turned her head slowly in his direction, (kinda like in the exorcist except she looked like she SAW the devil instead of BEING the devil).

"By who?" She was sitting on the edge of the seat cushion; eyes wide open.

"Prince Koenma, he" She cuts him off by raising her hand at his face. She then snickers and slams her hand on the coffee table in front of her like she is playing poker.

"I call bullshit!" She shouts triumphantly and grins maniacally in his gob smacked face.

"….what did you say?"

"You heard me, oh it's back on!" She grinned in excitement and faced the TV once more.

"What,"

"Shh! This parts really good!"

Sorry it's so short; it's been awhile since I played with this idea and I've misplaced my muse for this story I'm open for idea's so please review!