Yo! Whats up? I know I gave this story away but I am going to be working on it till FireStorm1991 has time. So This chapter and the next are her writing then after I'll be writing the chapters. I hope that I can post as regularly as possible.

I woke up way later than anyone else that the hotel room was pretty much empty. I found Hiei staring me, so what did I do? You guessed it! I stared right back.

"Onna, knock it off," he growled. Well, someone isn't a morning person. I kind of already knew that, but let's not forget…we were still at war! "Will you stop staring at me?" he shouted.

I smirked. "What's wrong my bisexual friend? Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?"

Hiei growled and glared at me when Kurama entered the room. "I believe the correct term is hermaphroditic."

"Why must you egg her on?"

Kurama smiled at me. "You must admit, Hiei, that she is entertaining." Aw, I knew there was a reason I liked the redhead. Okay, now I want to braid his hair like Pippi Longstocking. "Besides, she provides the comic relief which we highly need for this tournament."

"Whatever."

I shook my head at the fire demon. Seriously, the guy needed to take a chill pill, or something a lot stronger. Maybe then he'd lighten up. I shrugged and turned my attention back to Kurama. I knew Hiei would be annoyed by me ignoring him. I grinned at the thought. Serves him right. "So where did the others go?" I asked.

"Well, Yusuke and Kuwabara went off to who knows where. The masked fighter is still locked in her room. Your siblings decided to go watch some of the other matches. I was going to join them. Would you like to come?"

"No," Hiei replied before I could respond. "We have training to do."

I frowned. "But I wanna catch up with my brothers and sister. Besides, you should rest. Your arm looks darker than burnt toast. That dragon must not be friendly."

And of course, I got flicked in the head again. "You're coming to train. End of discussion."

I flashed a sad smile over to Kurama. "I guess I'll meet up with them later. Let me know how the match goes."

"Of course," Kurama responded as he left the room.

I glared over to Hiei. "Why do we have to train more?" I snapped. "We both did fine, and I've been in this tournament before. It doesn't change THAT much."

At that, my fire demon friend muttered something under his breath, but I couldn't quite understand it. I held my hand to my ear and stuck it in his face. "What?" I pressed. This time he whispered it. "Seriously, I'm in your face and I can't hear you. Just say it loud, and say it proud."

"Fine, baka onna!" Hiei shouted. "I can't use my right arm. I need to work on using the other."

My face became blank and eyes widened. That was a new one. I expected him to say I depended on my spells too much or brag that he was a little stronger than I was. I never expected this. I just kept staring at him.

He sighed when I wouldn't stop staring. "What?"

I didn't say anything for a minute and after a moment of silence, I jumped up and shouted. "Holy shit, Hiei! You let a dragon use you as a snack. So you are burnt toast!" Then I thought for a minute. "Maybe you should have Yukina heal you."

I received a glare. "You're lucky I don't kill you for even suggesting that."

"Well, someone had to, and better me than the Troll, because even though I'd like to give him a beat down, I don't think it would do either of us any good if you killed him. We're still on probation. Hey, why do they call it probation anyway?"

"Why are you asking such nonsense, baka?" Hiei snapped.

"Well, Kurama said it means the act of testing, and being supervised, but we aren't being tested or supervised," I stated. Haha, I finally remembered something from going to human school.

"It's time to train."

I frowned at him and pouted. "Party pooper."