She looked at the large mansion and wondered to her self if the mansion had gotten smaller or was it the same size, just seemingly smaller than the Nura mansion that she was so used to by then. She was surprised to see that the gate was wide open and as shiny as could be. Could it be that someone had bought the house? No, that was not possible. The house was way too expensive.

She ran the bell and was equally surprised to see a plump blonde woman, whose hair was streaked with white, open the door.

"WE ARE NOT SELLNG! GO AWAY!" the blonde shouted at the brunette.

"B-but, I am not here to buy anything…"
"THEN WHY ARE YOU RUNNINING AROUND RINGING BELLS?"

"But, Sakaura, you don't recognize me?"
"No-no, it couldn't be!" Sakaura stammered "Ayoi! Wakana-hime-san's ghost has come to haunt us! AYOI HELP! P-please forgive us Wakana-sama we tried to protect you! I swear!"

Wakana started to giggle hard. "Sakaura, relax! I am not a ghost!"

"You're not?"
"No! I am alive and well. I was rescued from the fire."

"JOYS OF ALL JOYS! You are alive!" Sakaura started to cry with relief and happiness.

"But why did you not return?"
"I thought that I was protecting Ishara…"
"OH! Let's have all this silly talk later! Come inside, Ayoi make some tea! Today is a day for celebration!"

-Train station-

Yura stepped out of the express train and stretched her body. She was wearing a grey dress with a tight fitting red jacket on top, red and white pumps and her pink frog bag in which she kept all the essentials; lip-gloss, a mirror, a few bags of Doritos, 2-minute noodle, shikagami and the sort. Now to look for the people who hired her. She stepped out of the station, followed by a rather sluggish Mamiru. Outside she saw a rather tall man, clad in a black suit holding a sign saying "Kekien Yura and Kekien Mamiru."

"He must be here for us!" Mamiru pointed.

"Hello master and mistress. I shall be your escort to your lodgings, kindly let me take your luggage!"

"Wow, and he talks fancy too." Yura said, musing over the fact that no one ever talked to her in such a fashion except for the servants at the Kekien mansion.

-Aerial Inn-

"AH! Were finally here!" The brown haired girl exclaimed.

"Yeah! Just LOOK at this place!" Kimihiro, the blonde troublesome boy exclaimed at the grandeur of the place.

"Yes, it was really cool of you're uncle to book us in a five-star hotel!" Akahana exclaimed her voice filled with wonder.

"Yeah! Can you believe it, a five-star hotel!"

Ishara watched her companions marvel at the splendor of the hotel and waited for her brother in law. Her wait was not long as she spotted the tall specter of a man with uncombed messy brown hair coming the through the entrance of the hotel.

"Nee-chan!" Ishara called out. The man looked at her and smiled in response. The man handed the bell-boy his luggage and told him to take the bags to his room.

"Ishara, Kangin, can I talk to you guys. In private?"

"Of course!" Both replied in unison.

"Why, WHY, did you pick the Hanshin assignment? Out of everything? Are you deliberately trying to put your lives in danger?"

"No, that's not it. I wanted to come here. Investigate these disappearances, its not a fact that they are related to the ayakashi who killed…" Ishara's voiced cracked.

"But, I am not letting any one of you endanger your lives. So I have hired Kekien exorcists."

"But there was no need for that."
"No, Ishara there is a need for that."

So that was it. I am trying to fit in as many chaps as I can before I move.