Ah! Can you believe it? An update. It's about time, ne? Sorry it's taking me so long. College really keeps you busy and I'm kinda slow about stuff. Procrastination's like a drug. I know I shouldn't do it, but I can't stop.

I'll try to write more when I procrastinate, but I can't promise anything. Well at least this chapter came out longer than others, lucky you guys. And Mr. Plot, I'm finally giving you a little nudge. I never forgot you. Well ok, maybe I forgot you, but that won't happen anymore! Probably... ahem. Don't worry so much Mr. Plot I'll give you a big shove soon! So yay for the story!

Disclaimer: I own T.S. and T.K. that's all. They're mine, you can't have them. The YYH characters are owned by that guy whose name I forget, not by me.

Ch 11

"Uh Botan, I don't know about that…"

"Oh nonsense T.K., he'll look adorable!"

"But… bows?"

"You don't like bows T.K.?"

"Well it's not that I don't like them Yukina, I just don't know about putting them on Bandit."

"Don't you want to win? We have to make Bandit look cuter than Rocky."

"Well…"

"Don't worry T.K. just wait and see how cute he is when we're finished," Yukina offered. T.K. continued to watch in horror as Botan and Yukina dressed up a very disgruntled Hiei.

'Get that away from me!'

"Now Bandit, hold still."

'You are not putting that thing on me!'

"Why don't you hold him Botan and I'll tie the bow."

'No!'

"Great idea, Yukina!" Botan scooped up Hiei in her arms.

'Put me down! You'll pay for this!"

"You guys are stressing him out."

"Don't worry, T.K. Yukina is good with animals."

"It's okay. You're not in any danger," Yukina soothed as she reached towards Hiei. While he had been ready to bite Botan, Hiei immediately fell still as Yukina reached for him. "That's right. Do not be afraid." Hiei remained frozen as she tied the pink bows to a tuff of his fur.

"Yukina that was amazing! Bandit would never let me get away with that!"

"I'm sure he would if you really tried. He is such a good dog."

"That's Yukina for you! Always looking at the bright side!" Botan chirped.

This is it. When I get my body back I'll killing all these fools. 'Kurama do something!'

'I'm afraid that's rather impossible at the moment, Hiei.'

"Rocky don't look so sad. We're giving you a makeover, not shaving you."

"That's a lot Keiko are you sure you need so much?"

"Oh? Do you not like glitter, T.S.?"

"It's not that I don't like it it's just—"

"You worry too much, kid. It'll wash right out. Put on some more Keiko," Shizuru watched T.S. from the corner of her eye to see her reaction.

T.S. could only mirror T.K.'s horror. "Okay..."

"We're ready over here. What about you guys?"

"One second, Botan. There! He's perfect!"

It was worse than they could have imagined. After she saw them T.K. had to close her eyes against the nightmare she was in. T.S. was resigned to watch, but could not stop brooding. The bows were one thing, but the amount of glitter that covered Rocky was monstrous. And that wasn't even the worst of it.

"So how are we going to decide who wins?"

"Oh, good question Keiko. We can't judge our own work can we? I guess we didn't really think it through," Botan frowned at their predicament.

"When do you ever think things through, Botan?" Botan's face turned sheepish.

"Oh Shizuru, you got a point there," she admitted.

"Well we have to decide on a winner. Why don't we call Yusuke and Kuwabara?"

"Keiko! I'm surprised at you!" Botan's face was the image of a lecturing older sister, while her hands came to rest on her hips. "You know you never invite boys over when you're having a ladies' night. They ruin the whole mood. Doing so is just asking for trouble."

"I know that Botan. I'm not suggesting that we let them stay. We could meet them somewhere, like the convenience store around the corner. Then they could judge which dog is cuter!"

Yukina's face turned in a slight frown as she was struck by an idea. "But what if it's a tie? Don't you need an odd number of judges?" Everyone in the room stopped moving as Yukina's revelation rang true.

"Oh… um…" Botan seemed at a loss.

The silence in the room stretched as everyone tried to think of a third person that they could call. T.K. spent the time studying the girls. Seeing nothing, but pouts of deep thought with no one seemingly close to a solution decided to pounce.

"Well we don't really need to have them judged do we? We can just stay inside."

"No, don't worry about it T.K. we'll work it out when we meet Yusuke and Kuwabara at the convenience store. Do you want to call Yusuke, Keiko?" Botan's quirked eyebrow gave only the barest hint at innuendo.

"I'll call Botan. Kuwabara just a got a cell phone and they're probably both at the arcade anyway."

"Okay, Shizuru!"

Across the street, hiding in the shadow of a wall Kuwabara scratched absentmindedly at his clothes. "Urameshi are you sure this is a good disguise? What if the cops drive by and see us?"

"It's fine now shut up. I'm trying to listen for sounds of distress."

"I told you, you don't have to listen so hard. If there's trouble Shizuru will let us know. Besides, Botan screams loud enough to wake the dead. Which when you think about it is kinda ironic…"

"Will you shut up, Kuwabara? You're constant bickering is really starting to piss me off!"

"Well you know what? These clothes are starting to piss me off! I'm itchy all over; it's driving me crazy! Where'd you get these clothes anyway? Some second hand store?" Kuwabara continued scratch incessantly.

"No way, I wouldn't waste money on crappy clothes like these. I just traded a couple of hoboes' their clothes for some my mom's old boyfriend left behind."

"What? You mean these are actual hobo clothes? I thought that funny smell was my imagination!" Kuwabara tore off his jacket and started struggling with his shirt when the Ghostbusters theme started playing from his pants.

Yusuke stopped staring intently at Keiko's window and turned his head to look at Kuwabara. "What the hell is that?"

"Oh, it's nothing. You know, just a cell phone," Kuwabara stated nonchalantly as he fished his phone out of his pocket.

Yusuke stared at him in disbelief. "Since when do you have a cell phone?"

"Well Shizuru got tired of me never telling her when I was going off to help you on with a case so she decided to get me a phone so she could check up on me," he clicked the answer button. "Hello? Oh, hi Shizuru. Uh huh. Really? Okay. Sure. Gotcha, we'll be there."

"What's going on?"

"The girls want us to meet them at the convenience store. Something about judging their contest."

"Alright, let's go."

"What? We can't go now! We have to change first. I can't let Yukina see me in this!"

"Don't worry I hear hobo wear is in this year. You'll be fine!"

"Urameshi you—" Kuwabara and Yusuke were suddenly surrounded by bright light as the door across the street opened. "They're coming!" Kuwabara whispered in a panic. Yusuke and Kuwabara took off down the street as the girls stepped out into the night.

"How will it take them to get here?"

"It shouldn't take them very long Yukina. The arcade isn't too far away."

"Oh that's good Keiko."

"Bandit stop pulling on the lease, you're not going anywhere."

Must… escape… these fools!

"Is Bandit okay T.K.?"

"He's fine, Botan. Just a little grumpy."

'I don't think grumpy is strong enough to describe your mood right now.'

'Shut up, Kurama! Don't pretend you don't want to get the hell out of here.'

'Yes, but I have self control.'

'Hn.'

"Yukina why don't you work your magic on Bandit and make him feel better?" Botan gave Yukina a little wink.
"Sure!" Yukina bent to pet Bandit who again fell still at her approach. "There you go. Just stay calm. You're with friends."

'I'm going to get you for this Botan.'

T.S. turned her head toward Shizuru who immediately turned her head in a different direction. Hm. That keeps happening. Is she watching me?

"Hey ladies how you doing?" all heads turned to see two homeless men walking up. Shizuru got a strange look on her face while Keiko's turned defensive.

"Oh. We're waiting for our big, strong boyfriends. They'll be here any minute. We don't want any trouble." The homeless men stopped to exchange looks then started laughing.

"You hear that Urameshi? They think we're big and strong!"

Keiko's eyes widened as she recognized the voice and to whom it was referring.

"Yusuke? Is that you? What are you wearing?"

"Hey Keiko. Sorry if we scared you. We just came from a costume party."

"A costume party? Yeah right, Yusuke."

"Hey little bro, what the hell is that smell?"

"What smell? I don't smell anything." The other girls took a couple steps closer to determine if there was indeed a mysterious smell.

"Peeyu!" Botan's hand immediately went to her nose.

Keiko and Yukina took a step back and covered they're noses too.

"Was that party you went to in the sewers? Ugh," T.S. moved up wind of them. T.K. stayed where she was and tried to hold her breath.

'What is that putrid odor? Humans are disgusting.'

'I'm sure there's a good reason behind this Hiei.'

"Do I even want to know where you got those clothes?"

"It's not like that Shizuru! We were—Oof!" Kuwabara was cut off as Yusuke's elbow flew into his gut.

"It doesn't matter what we were doing. You called us, remember? What is this contest you wanted us to judge?"

"Right lets get this over with. Okay boys so the contest was to dress up Rocky and Bandit. We need you two to decide who's cuter so we know who won. T.S., T.K.?"

"Yeah Botan." T.K. and T.S. moved in front of Kuwabara and Yusuke with Bandit and Rocky.

As if noticing them for the first time the two boys looked at the dogs for what felt like and extended period of time. The only sound was the quiet buzz of the streetlight. But the air of anticipation was broken as they suddenly fell into a fit of laughter. "HAHAHAHAHA!!! That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen!"

"HAHA!! A dog dressed as a cowboy! Hahaha!!"

"Hahahaha! Yeah but you did it wrong! You should've made the little one the cowboy and that one a horse so he could ride it!"

"Whahaha!! Yeah a horse is better than a sailor! A sailor! Hahaha!"

"What's with all the bows? And is that glitter? Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

'I'm going kill them.'

'Somehow Hiei, I don't think you are going to get the chance.'

Yusuke and Kuwabara continued to laugh, oblivious to the six females that were currently surrounding them with strange glints in their eyes.

The door to the apartment swung open and its four occupants walked in sighing in relief. "It's so good to be back. Though I have to admit, except for the whole costume fiasco the sleepover was pretty fun," T.S. threw her bag into the middle of the living room.

"Yeah, too bad that 'fiasco' lasted most the night. You don't think we were too hard on Yusuke and Kuwabara do you?"

"Nah, Shizuru and Keiko were adamant the boys could take a beating so I'm sure they'll be fine."

"I guess. Come here Bandit; let me get that thing off of you. I'm sorry, teenage girls can be so cruel!" T.K. hugged Hiei to her before trying to remove the offending sailor outfit.

"You're a teenage girl yourself you know," T.S. pointed out while she too remove Kurama's accessories. "And don't try to say that you're more mature than they are 'cuz you're really not."

"I know, you're right. I guess I just don't enjoy the girly custom of dressing things up. That's what I get for being such a tomboy, I suppose. You know that's a really weird term, tomboy. Who came up with that? Was there some girl who wanted to be like Tom? Or did her name start with t-o-m and people added boy because that's how she acted? What exactly is a tomboy anyway? Am I a tomboy just because I don't like to wear skirts or dresses or high heels? Do I have to engage in active sports do be a tomboy? Is it all of the above? I should google it. But the Internet isn't very reliable is it? Maybe the dictionary has a—"

"T.K. what are you talking about?"

"Huh? Uh, I don't know, I don't remember. No wait, yes I do. Tomboys. Do you think you're a tomboy? I don't think you are. You actually wear skirts or heels sometimes and you like to wear dresses if the occasion is right. But then you do act pretty macho. No one tells you what to do, unlike me. I'm completely not macho, but I don't like skirts. I don't even own a skirt. Let alone a pair of high heels. So maybe we're half tomboy, but you know, like different halves? Of course we could just be tomboys in our own way. Or—"

"T.K. stop. Just stop talking. No, don't give me that look. Just stop."

"Fine. I'm sorry." T.K. and T.S. worked in silence to get the clothes off Rocky and Bandit, which, oddly, seemed harder than when they were put on. "Hey T.S.?"

T.S. let out an exasperated sigh. I'm going to regret this. "What T.K.?"

"Talking about high heels got me thinking. Well not really high heels, but when I said a pair of high heels. Who came up with the silly rule that some singular things would have plural names? Like sunglasses or jeans. I feel like I should I add more 'es' at the end when I'm talking about more than one. Whose idea was that? Not that I think you would know or anything, cuz I know it goes back a really long time, I just think it's weird and—"

'Bark!'

"What Bandit? I almost got you out, just a minute."

'Bark! Bark!'

"He probably wants you to stop talking too."

"Oh? And why is that?"

"Well T.K. when you go off on one of your completely random rants you just keep talking and it's really hard to get you to stop."

"I'm sorry you feel like that T.S., but I'm sure that's not what Bandit is trying to communicate."

"Oh well then why don't you ask him?"

"I will. Bandit what do you want?"

"Not like that. I meant telepathically."

"I can't talk to animals telepathically."

"You can't? I thought you could talk to anyone."

"No. It's like animals' minds work on a different wavelength than humans' do. I'm not tuned to animals' brains, only people."

"Oh. So that's why all the fake psychics on TV only do one or the other and there's no person/pet psychic." T.S. removed the last of Rocky's cowboy costume and he gave himself a good shake. "Ew, Rocky, you're getting glitter everywhere!"

"Right. Not that'd it'd matter since they're all fake."

"True. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to give Rocky a bath and then go sleep since we didn't get any last night."

"So? It's the middle of day. Why do you want to sleep now?"

"Because hopefully I'll dream of my mystery man!"

"Your mystery man?"

"Yeah! I've dreamt of him a couple of times now, but I've never seen his face. It's sweet though because he always has a rose," T.S. stared off into space with a dreamy look on her face.

"A rose, huh? Well that's nice of him."

"Yeah… Well come on Rocky." T.S. and Rocky disappeared into the bathroom.

"Ah! These stupid bows won't come out! Where'd Botan learn to tie knots? This isn't working, hold still for a minute Bandit." T.K.'s eyes focused on the bows and after a moment they loosened themselves and fell to the floor. "Much easier. I should've done that sooner. Now to make me some food."

T.K. went into the kitchen and soon after T.S. and Rocky came out of the bathroom. T.S. went to her room and Rocky came back into the living room.

'All right Kurama, out with it. This is not the time for secrets. What have you been doing?'

'I did not want to say anything until I was certain, but I think I've found a way to communicate with T.S. and T.K.'

'You what? Tell me, Kurama!'

'When Kuwabara said he still feel our spirit energy I came up with a plan. I thought it might be possible to slip into their subconscious, like a ghost, using our residual spirit energy.'

'Well it doesn't seem to be working, T.S. still has no idea who you are.'

'Yes, I admit I did not realize how difficult it would be. The connection is unstable and it takes considerable concentration. But you might have better luck with T.K. since you are both telepaths.'

'Maybe, but I don't have my powers. There's no guarantee it'll work.'

'I know, but it's the only way we have to communicate with them right now. We'll need their help to get back to our original bodies. When T.K. goes to sleep tonight try to make contact. I'll try with T.S. again. One of us has to get through.'

'This plan better work Kurama. I'm tired of being stuck in this body.'

What a strange fog. It's everywhere. I see something. Is someone there? Oh it's a man. He's cute.

Hello Transpella.

You know my name?

Yes. I know all about you.

You do? But I don't know anything about you. Who are you?

I'm—

T.S. woke with a start. Her head swiveled around to look at the clock. "Not time to get up yet," she groaned as she rolled over. "Back to sleep."

'Darn. I was close that time.' Kurama sighed.

Hey.

I hate running across these bridges. If I go too fast they start to bounce me and I lose my stomach. But I'm the mailman and I have to go fast.

Hey.

Why do these islands have to be separated by water anyway? Why can't I deliver mail on the mainland? Uh oh, the bridge is bouncing. I'd better hold on to the sides so I don't bounce higher. I hate that feeling when my stomach goes into my throat.

Hey.

It stopped bouncing. Time to run again. Maybe I should slow down a little on the bridges.

Hey stupid listen to me!

Well that's not very nice. You shouldn't yell at people.

I have to talk to you.

But this is my dreamtime talk to me later.

No, we have to talk now. This is the only time we can communicate.

Really? How strange. Where are you voice? I can barely hear you. Are you far away?

I'm closer than you realize. My name is Hiei.

Hiei? Is that you over there? I can't see you. When did my dream get so foggy?

Focus Telekat! This connection is hard to maintain.

How do you know that name?

Forget about that. You need to dkhek kwohdkj Ykd kowieu ndsle.

What? Hello?

Oiwueqic dkh oweknf cnboej.

T.K. suddenly opened her eyes with a sharp intake of breath, "Hiei."