LL A.K.: What's up, everybody?

Falcon: I still hate you.

LL A.K.: He was getting annoying, admit it.

Falcon: But he was gonna kick some serious Death Eater-

LL A.K.: As I was saying, hi.

Ominous Disclaimer Voice That Comes From Nowhere: They don't own YuYu Hakusho, get it through your heads!11

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"Harry, what's up?" Ron asked, noticing Harry's sullen mood as he packed.

Harry made a quick glance across the room at Kurama, who he thought of as the brains of the transfers. He would have thought of Kaitou, but the Ravenclaw seemed to have evidence of a sense of humor. Kurama, on the other hand, hung out with a psycho gothic that referred to everyone as 'humans', and Harry was still unnerved by Hiei's threats and bizarre telepathy.

"It's okay to tell him, Harry." Kurama said idly, like a mother telling her kid it was okay to go outside. "And Hermione, I don't see any harm in it."

"Why don't you invite the whole school, Kurama?" Hagiri grumbled, tossing his school clothes into his trunk and setting aside his beloved biker jacket so he could wear it when they left. "It'd take up most of Mushiyori, but why not?"

"Just shut up, Sniper." Yusuke snapped, packing his own things. "I need to drop by my place you, know."

"Riiiiiight, your girlfriend, I remember now."

Yusuke snorted, and then made the quickest gesture of a gun with his hand. "For your information, I need to pick up a little something named Puu."

"Well, I need to make sure my sis didn't starve poor little Eikichi…"

"I'm sure he's fine, Kuwabara." The more parental Kurama reassured. "Hurry and pack so we can meet the others at dinner."

"I'm already done."

"Then pack Yana's."

Kuwabara looked at Yana's area. Clothes were tossed everywhere, on his bed, the four-post, and even on the nightstand, where a shirt was halfway in the pitcher of water. And under the pile on the bed was Yana, snoring.

"No, thanks. I think I forgot a few things of mine downstairs." And with that, Kuwabara dashed down the stairs.

Kurama shook his head. "He forgets we're at a magic school." He pulled out his wand and gave it a quick wave, and the clothes were swiftly moved into the trunk, although not perfectly folded as he would have liked.

"Hell, I forget it all the time." Asato said, pounding on his trunk so that it would close.

"Anyway," Kurama said to Harry and Ron. "Harry's coming with us to Japan, Ron. Would you like to come?"

Ron's eyes seemed to forget how to blink. "Go to Japan? Are you serious?" his eyes moved from each transfer to another.

Yusuke shrugged. "Why not? I mean, it's nothing special, we don't live in Tokyo or anything."

"I'll come!" Ron said quickly, "I'll come! But I've got to ask my mum first."

Hagiri rolled his eyes. The last thing he wanted would to have been to drag a mama's boy tourist around his turf. "Just come, she won't care that much."

"You don't know her." Ron laughed nervously. "She'd send a howler as soon as she found out where I'm at. Then she'd use a portkey or floo powder to come and get me."

"Darn, we were looking forward to you coming." They all turned but Kurama, and Hiei merely glared back from the windowsill. He stepped down silently and walked up to Kurama. "Honestly, I was looking forward to a massacre, it's a shame you can't come; one less meal."

"Hiei, most of the demons out there are virtually harmless and normal humans can't see them. Only a few are visible."

Ron gulped. "There really are demons out there?" He paused when Asato nodded and Yana let out a loud and startling snore. "I dunno…"

"Aw, c'mon, Red, Fox-boy over here needs someone to distract his fans back home." Yusuke smirked, "As long as they just see the top of your head, it's all good."

Harry looked at Kurama, brow raised. "'Fox-boy?'"

Kurama shrugged.

"And where'd you just come from?" Ron asked Hiei.

"Here we go again…" Yusuke shook his head.

NEXT DAY…

"D'ya think Chuu will be there?" Rinku asked, now wearing his typical clothes instead of the school uniform.

"Hope not." Touya sighed, half-dragging the near unconscious Jin out of the train. "Hey Kurama, thanks for the sedative plant."

"Anytime. When is Botan supposed to arrive?"

Kaitou looked at his watch. "Now." He said, paying more attention to the reflection on the watch.

Of course, Botan was standing right next to him all of a sudden. "Well, I'm on time, that's good."

Hermione, Ron, and Harry stared at her incredulously. "Where'd she just come from?" Ron asked.

"I was thinking the same thing." Hermione added. "Where did you come from?"

Botan smiled. "I'm just a co-worker, don't worry. So, boys and girl, are we ready to leave now?"

Most of them nodded, minus Jin, because he was drugged, and Hiei and Hagiri, who were stubborn.

"Good! Now then, the portkey…" She held her hand out, and an oar appeared in it. "You know the rules, just grab on and we'll be in Mushiyori."

"But Botan, I wanted to"—

"Oh, relax, Yusuke. Keiko's waiting for us."

They all put a hand on the oar, and were suddenly in a sort of daze.

Harry looked around, they were now in an alley, a dark one at that. "What time is it?" He asked. He could barely make out Kaitou tilting his head up to look at the moon.

"10:30." The other glasses-wearing teen said.

Harry took a moment to decide that Kaitou was a bigger nerd than he gave him credit for, then walked towards the end of the alley when a hand went up and blocked him from going further.

"Hold up." Asato said quietly. "Hey Botan, where exactly are we?"

She put her finger to her cheek in thought. "Hmm… we're on Syngoku Avenue, I believe. We're a good distance from the paranormal activity."

"Great… And so you decide to put us in Kurokage High turf." Yana said dully. "Okay."

"That's bad?" Ron asked.

Kurama smiled. "Clearly you don't understand the ideals of high school gangs. Virtually every high school around here has a group of petty thugs that supposedly defend their territory like dogs. Quite degrading, actually."

Tics were on Yana, Kido, Yusuke, and Kuwabara's heads. "We can hear you, ya know." Yusuke growled.

"And Yusuke is the one person they all fear, or so I'm told."

"Much bett— hey! Just because I'm not some ancient genius that goes to some super-smart nerd school doesn't mean you can insult me!"

"A shame I can't seem to care." Kurama said dismissively before calmly walking to the mouth of the alley. "I would say its all clear, but some people think trash cans make good hiding places."

"I always despised hide-and-seek." Hiei suddenly vanished and reappeared behind one of the trash cans Kurama was talking about, holding his sword to one of the thugs' throat. In a dark, demonic voice, he growled in Japanese. "Run away now, or die."

Naturally, the thug and his friend ran, fast.

Hiei made a swift movement that brought his shoulder and his ear closer together, cracking his neck. "I find it disgusting that even in Mushiyori's current turmoil; the residents think they're worth something other than their own death."

"What?" Hermione said, she had never heard so many big words come from Hiei at once.

"He hates the people around here and wants them to die." Yana translated from hundred-year-old-hemophiliac to bookworm-with-bushy-hair.

"Oh."

"Yusuke! Yusuke!" A voice, female, called. "He should be here by now…"

"Who's that?" Ron asked, they had supposedly just used a translation charm before the trip. "I thought you said we were in bad territory."

"As long as none of these jerks around here don't try anything, we're good." Asato walked out of the alley with his typical swagger, and caught sight of a girl with brown hair wearing a black skirt and a pink sweater. "Hey, Urameshi, your girl's here."

"Cool." Yusuke said casually while walking out of the alley, the others came out as well. "Hey, Keiko, miss me?" He had a faint smile on his face, the one that he had to keep away during school so the girls wouldn't start following him.

She ran up to him and gave him a hug, while going past Hiei who stared at a tree's shadow. He paused for a minute, before Kuwabara ran past him. "Yukina! Hey, sweetie!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at where Kuwabara ran towards and they could see a girl with mint green hair and pale skin step out of the shadow a little.

"Honestly, you idiot, your hormones will run over someone if you keep acting so foolishly." Hiei grumbled, while staring at them. "Quit smiling, Kurama, if you want to keep your teeth."

The fox demon behind him shook his head slightly before gently saying, "One day, Hiei."

"One day I'll kill you and end most of my troubles. Then I'll get rid of Koenma and his father and continue on my total domination plan."

"And you've got blueprints on this plan?" Yana asked.

"By 'blue' you're referring to bruises?"

That made Yana quit talking. But Kurama found the topic amusing. "And your plan has me killed first? Isn't that against the rules?"

Hiei took a quick glimpse of Yusuke and Keiko, who were still embraced. "These reunions nauseate me." And with that, he was gone in a quick blur.

"Doesn't he have any family?" Harry asked, "Or anyone who cares about him?"

Kurama shook his head. "It varies, depending on your perspective. Hiei is a living paradox, it's impossible to comprehend anything that goes through his mind unless he wills himself to let you know personally. The only emotions he shows to the world are hatred and indifference, but I know there's more to someone with such a silent life." He began to walk off. "The loud are always the first to fall; it's the quiet ones that tend to be more dangerous."

Harry watched as Kurama silently walked off in the darkness. Kurama considered Hiei confusing, but did he ever hear himself? The Japanese red haired boy had a vocabulary like an old scholar from the early 1900's, and he kept to himself a lot. But that was only when Kurama spoke. When he was quiet, he seemed calculating, like a cunning animal of some sort.

Ron elbowed Harry. "Hey, does everyone just walk off around here?"

"That's not very polite, Ron." Hermione interjected. "We're guests here. Besides, they probably had to go home."

"They didn't even say goodbye to their friends." Ron pointed out. "That's just weird, isn't it?"

"Actually, it's normal for those two." Yusuke said, now behind them, with Keiko next to him. "Don't go an' get your feelings hurt over it."

"Well, if you aren't going to introduce me…" Keiko stepped in front of Yusuke. "Hi, I'm Keiko Yukimora, nice to meet you."

They nodded and introduced themselves, but paused when they heard a muffled noise.

"What's that?" Ron asked, looking around.

Keiko turned her bag that she was holding around. "Oh no, I almost forgot." She picked something out of the bag. "I'm sorry, Puu."

"Puu?" Harry repeated, then saw the bizarre creature. It was like a cuddly blue penguin, with huge floppy rabbit ears and a tuft of hair that was oddly a lot like Yusuke's when it wasn't gelled.

"Puu!" The creature cried out, and jumped out of Keiko's arms to sit on Yusuke's head.

"Yeah, hey Puu. Good to see you're not all jumbo-sized like I thought you might be." Yusuke said, taking him off his head. "Keiko hasn't been beating you up, has she?"

"Very funny, Yusuke."

"Yeah, I thought so." Yusuke grinned.

Harry gaped at the blue creature. "What exactly is that?"

Yusuke blinked, "Uh… A flying penguin, a rabbit, a phoenix, and me all rolled into a stuffed animal."

"Neopets gone worse." Yana muttered.

"Shut up!"

Kaitou looked around; wiping his glasses and putting them back on. "Um, where exactly did Mitarai and Hagiri go? They seem to have vanished."

"Probably to go see 'Black Angel'." Kuwabara said in a voice mocking Hagiri's. "Jeez, these guys and their obsessions."

"Like kittens, eh, Kuwabara?" Asato said thoughtfully.

"Grr, just shut up!"

"Hey, Ron, get up." Harry said, nudging Ron, since they were lying next to each other on Kuwabara's floor. He may have understood Japanese, but he couldn't read it, and that made countless things in Kuwabara's room make his head hurt. He figured out what Kuwabara's name looked like in Japanese, though, after catching a glimpse of a few school papers. "C'mon, Ron, we're going to go look around."

Ron looked up at Harry. "You mean spying?" Harry's eyes darted towards Jin, who was happily putting flip-flops on while humming.

"Spying? Are you alright? Kurama called and said it would be a good idea to look around the city for safety reasons."

"Safety reasons?" Jin asked, "I thought we were goin' ta' go an' get coffee then go to th' arcade."

"Harry?"

"Yeah, Ron?"

"What's an arcade?"

Kuwabara had just walked in and stared at Ron like he had grown horns. "No way did I just hear that." He continued running a comb through his hair, mumbling. "Amanuma would go nuts if he heard that."

"Amanuma?"

Touya shook his head from his perch next to the glass door. "You ask far too many questions. Maybe if you were quiet once in a while you would know what others were speaking of."

"Feelin' pretty darn grumpy today, aren't 'cha, Touy?" Jin said, making sure his cap was tightly on. "Sure ya don' wanna stay here, or go home?"

"Nah," Touya said, with the faintest smirk. "Too much incoming traffic, if you know what I mean."

Jin grinned widely. "Yeah, I get it."

Kuwabara finished getting ready; he was now wearing a black shirt, jeans, and an orange and white hooded jacket. "Can we go now? Urameshi's gonna prob'ly kidnap Eikichi if we don't hurry up."

"Eikichi… that's your girlfriend with the blue hair, right?" Harry asked.

Kuwabara looked hurt. "Eikichi's my cat! Yukina is my beloved snow pea who I swear I'll marry as soon as I'm out of school!" He struck a dramatic pose.

"Well, I'm out of here."

"Yeh, that's a good idea, Touya."

"Right behind you."

"Wait up, Harry, don't leave me here!"

"So, where's Yusuke's house?" Harry asked casually, feeling more and more misplaced by the bizarre fashions, foods, and manga stores he passed.

"Over this way, but I think we'll have to make a detour." Kuwabara said, looking inside a coffee shop he went in regularly. His eyes narrowed, focusing. "Hey, Jin, Touya, feel that?"

"Feel what?" Ron asked, getting nervous.

The two shinobi both stopped next to him and froze like statues. "Demon energy. Weak energy, at that." Touya said. "Should we take care of it? It doesn't seem like anything too dangerous."

"People say the same thing about me." Kuwabara said quietly. "We should give 'em a warning so they'll get out of there. I don't wanna explain a glowy orange sword to anyone."

Touya tensed up slightly, and Kuwabara and Jin could plainly feel like they were being swept over with a freezing cold wind, but Ron and Harry seemed like they both just got a regular chill at the same time. One person in the coffee shop suddenly looked up and locked eyes with Touya, who's blank eyes gazed at him emptily.

"There's your culprit." He said in a bored tone. "Let's see if we can give him some help."

Harry looked at Kuwabara worriedly. "What's going on?"

"That guy in the corner," He said in a serious tone. "He's a demon. You need to be careful, even though he seems pretty weak."

"How do you know that?"

"Sixth sense." Kuwabara explained. "I can sense ghosts and demons, and how strong they are, unless they're hiding their energy real good."

"So you're a psychic?" He said in a hushed voice.

"Be quiet." Touya grumbled. He put his hand up to the glass, causing it to frost around his hand and spread. The ice began to make the tiniest crackling noises, indicating that the glass could break. But upon closer inspection, Harry, Ron, Jin, and Kuwabara could see writing in the frost, which said in Japanese 'come here or die.'

The demon's brown eyes narrowed. He folded his paper up and picked up his cup of coffee and then walked out of the shop. He locked eyes with Touya, and muttered, "I didn't think anyone would have the guts to come around here as long as I was around." His tanned complexion made him look so human, reminding Kuwabara of how human Kurama looked, along with Yusuke. "You seem familiar…"

"The Ankoku Bujutsukai ring any bells?" Jin chimed, "Ya should know when someone who could go an' thrash ya is 'round, then ya go an' run real fast so ya don' go an' get yourself killed!"

"And you think I'd be worried about some little weak human like"— He paused, sniffing the air. "My, you're not even"— He suddenly fell to the ground, landing on his knees, then landing on his face.

"Oh my god!"

"What the hell just happened!"

"Call an ambulance!"

"Someone call the police! He's been shot!"

Kuwabara shuddered. "Been shot?" He turned opposite the direction the demon fell, and saw in the distance, the quickest glimpse of a red jacket and jet black hair.

"Let's get outta here." Kuwabara said, then grabbed Ron by the collar when he began sprinting. "Act normal or they'll think ya did something."

"He got shot? By a gun? One of those muggle wands?"

"I'd hardly consider it a wand." They turned around; Hagiri was standing there with a stoic look on his face. "It takes less time to pull a trigger than it does to say an incantation. Besides, I don't have either on me." He pulled a broken eraser piece out of his pocket.

"How did you do that? And how could that be"—

"Chill, Scar-face. As long as you don't go and say a certain 'd' word, you'll live." He said briskly as he began walking. "We're not meeting up at Urameshi's, we're going to some old woman's temple."

Kuwabara blinked. "Oh, Genkai's place. Thanks for taking out that demon, Hagiri, I think."

He shrugged. "Doesn't matter to me. I've already took care of ten other ones on the way here. Mitarai called me, said he was ambushed, turns out one had real big claws, sliced him open, in the park next to the fountain." He snickered. "They're so stupid, the low-class ones. He said the monster this time was huge, he said it was like three times the size the one he made against you."

"Which one? There were two."

Hagiri looked at him dumbly. "The bigger one, you idiot. That egg-shaped one is from a single drop of blood. His arm was sliced open."

"You guys are real self-punishers, aren't you?" Kuwabara said, shaking his head. "You should really think about some therapy."

"I'm good, thanks." Sniper said dismissively.

Ron looked at Hagiri for a moment in thought. "I thought that you were back in that other city."

"Changed my mind. My mom didn't want me to come in, at first, so I brought all my stuff in through my window, then left on my bike."

"Your bike?" Ron asked as they walked past an arcade.

Hagiri walked up to a blue motorcycle that had no helmet on it. "My bike." In one swift movement, he swung a leg over the bike and turned the key in the ignition. With a loud screech, he pulled out and took off, engine roaring.

"I'd say he's doing about ninety."

"What's the speed limit?" Harry asked.

"Twenty-five."

"Oh."

"Oh, c'mon, grandma! Lemme in!" Yusuke growled, standing in front of the steps to Genkai's temple. "Jeez, crazy old bat."

"And for what reason is your master crazy for this time?" Kurama said casually, with Kaitou, Yana, and Kido in tow.

Yusuke pointed at a piece of paper that was on a tree. "That! Wards! She's got freakin' wards keepin' me out!"

Kurama walked up to where Yusuke was standing and held up his hand, which was violently shocked. He clenched his teeth in pain and pulled his hand back with an animal-like hiss. "Powerful wards. Apparently she doesn't want any visitors in this time of crisis."

Kaitou looked at the paper. He waved his hand straight through the electrocuting barrier. "Or perhaps it's only to ward off powerful demons."

"Then explain how he got through." Yusuke growled, pointing a finger at a statue, where Hiei stood on top of its head.

Kaitou scratched his head in thought. "Well, that's odd."

Kurama looked up at Hiei with a smile. "And how did you get through, Hiei?"

The demon held up his right arm, which was freshly cut, and watched as blood dripped down.

Kurama smiled. "Of course."

"Of course what? I don't get it." Yusuke crammed his hands in his pockets.

"These are special wards. They're stained with the blood of those who inhabit this temple: Genkai and Yukina. Since Hiei happens to have identical blood to Yukina's, he can pass through."

"But she's— and he's—"

"Anatomy isn't taken into consideration in this type of ward. As far as it's concerned, Hiei is on the list."

"That totally sucks." Yusuke said grumpily, kicking a rock. "Dammit, Grandma, lemme in or I'll, I'll"—

"Blow her temple in?" Asato smirked.

"How about I start with yours?" Yusuke growled, holding his finger up to Asato's head.

"How 'bout… not." Asato swiftly swung his foot behind Yusuke's leg and tripped him.

"You freakin' blond haired, squinty-eyed, pale-a"—

"Calm down, Yusuke." Kurama said gently, eyes closed. "Kuwabara's here."

"So? I'll pound him too!"

"More importantly, if you would allow me to finish, so are Ron and Harry."

"You'd think we don't matter, tha way ya are talkin'." Jin said, walking up to them, along with Touya, Kuwabara, and Ron and Harry bringing up the rear, observing the area.

"Yes, but they have no experience fighting demons, the closest they've been to a demon is Voldemort." Kurama opened his eyes halfway, like he was still thinking about something.

Harry blinked. "You're saying demons are worse than Voldemort? But Hagiri had gotten rid of one so easily." He was genuinely confused. "And how are you guys such veterans of fighting them?"

"A habit." Yusuke said, standing up as he heard the faint sound of an engine. "Bad habit, but fun."

VVVVVRRRRRRROOOOMMM! SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

"Nice entrance." Yana said, finger in ear.

"I try." Hagiri said, ignoring Mitarai's nervous breathing as the blond staggered away from the motorcycle.

"Try what? To scare your friends into heart attacks?" Ron said, looking away from the pink-eyed teen's entertained look. Hagiri enjoyed few things: riding his motorcycle, having miscellaneous objects chase people, inflicting bodily harm, and making people absolutely miserable if they needed a ride from him, including Mitarai.

"No, but that's a good idea too." He cracked his knuckles thoughtlessly. "D'ya know where I can get some friends?"

"Har-har." Yusuke grumbled, then looked around. "Where the hell's Rinku?"

Kurama pointed up. Yusuke followed the direction with his eyes until he saw the very young-looking demon sleeping on a branch, hat over face.

"That figures. Now more important issues: GET YOUR OLD BEHIND OUT HERE AND GET RID OF THESE WARDS, GRANDMA, BEFORE I SERIOUSLY HURT YOUR LITTLE BLOND FAVORITE!"

"Kido isn't my favorite, if so, he'd be the one called 'dimwit'."

"Gee, thanks Master." Asato said, with a sweatdrop on his forehead.

"Don't worry about it." She said dismissively, jumping off of Hagiri's motorcycle. "And don't start crying to me about dirt on the seat." She snapped, noticing the fact he was staring at where she had been standing.

"She's your grandmother?" Harry asked.

"Might as well be, she's so freakin' old, she's gotta be everyone's grandma."

"Five hundred trips up and down these stairs, Dimwit."

"Hell-freaking-no!" Yusuke growled, turning to face Genkai, but was met with Yana's gaze.

"Gotcha." Yana grinned, his smile conflicting with his lazy eyes.

"One hundred trips up and down the stairs, Yana." Genkai said briskly.

"Wha-what? But, Master…"

"No buts, you just used your powers, and I told you to never do that again. Thanks to you, demons are most likely on their way here now. And you can help get rid of them." She passed back through the barrier. "You've got twenty minutes."

"Yes Master Genkai." He said in a painful 'anywhere-but-here' tone. He looked at Hiei, who was now standing just behind the barrier. "Hey, buddy; could ya lend me a hand here?"

"…No."

FWFT.

"Well, considering that the demons that can get through the tunnel are all considerably weak, there should be no problems." Kurama said, once again sighing from Hiei's disappearance. "After all, none are coming."

"Must be scared of something. This temple radiates spirit energy, so maybe they're afraid of it." Touya muttered, closing his eyes and leaning against the tree Rinku was in. "It makes sense."

"What are you guys talking about?" Hermione said, coming within earshot of the base of the stairs. "Spirit energy?"

"Yeah, what's that?" Ron asked. "It sounds like some mind-reading psychic junk."

"But I liked Murota…" Yana said thoughtfully. He suddenly snapped out of his daze. "Uh, guys, company." He pointed at the forest, where glowing red eyes stared at them.

"Well, that's not obvious." Hagiri said flatly.

"I give them credit for being sneaky, either that or they've got really pathetic energy." Yusuke cracked his knuckles.

Mitarai blinked as three of the demons stepped into the light. One of them was a dark red with six horns, wings, and a wardrobe virtually identical to George (the blue ogre that works for Koenma), another looked similar to one of Byakko's demons, while the other was quite humanoid, with purple hair pulled into a ponytail, except for his bangs, which stuck straight up, and white kimono-style clothes.

"Well, well, well." The third said wryly. "If it isn't team Urameshi, along with a few additions, and more sellouts." He added, growling at Jin and Touya.

"Missed you too, Shishi Wakamaru." Yusuke said emptily. "I thought it was something to worry about, but I must have been wrong."

"Who is he?" Mitarai asked, speaking for the humans/psychics of the group, minus Kuwabara.

"Just some idiot from the tournament that grandma killed. He actually liked her, but you see how that turned out. Hey, how'd you come back to life, anyways?"

"Does it matter, I'm back for revenge. And I plan to carry it out."

Yana walked up to Shishi casually, and then put his hand on Shishi's head. "Dude, I don't know how to tell you this, but your hair totally sucks. There is such thing as too much conditioner, man."

"What. Was. That. Human!"

"Hey, don't get all offended, man!" Yana waved his hands.

Kurama sighed. "Think of Shishi as the 'lead singer' of a demonic boy-band. Insult his hygiene, hair, skin, or otherwise, and he'll get mad."

"Would you like to be the first to suffer, Kurama? Because I'll be more than happy to bring your pathetic, human-loving life to an end. Do you even realize how badly your reappearance ruptured my fan club? It was shut down!"

"Maybe it was because you died, and I didn't."

"That arrow in your side didn't count? You're a pathetic little narcissist, greedy as hell, and you'll all die today, right now at my'— He fell to his knees, clutching his throat and gagging.

"And like a boy-band, I can't stand his voice." Hagiri said in a bored tone, putting his hands back in his pockets, filtering through the rest of his marbles. "Anything to shut him up. Now can someone please kill him?"

The tiger demon apparently didn't like Hagiri's remark, because it lunged at him, claws outstretched and snarling. Hagiri ducked down and at the same time pulled a knife out of his pocket and rammed it into the demon's side.

"RAAWR!" It growled. It wasn't hurt that much, but was ticked off more than anything. It decided that it didn't want to get stabbed again, though, and must have thought a nerd would be an easy target.

Big mistake.

He jumped for Kaitou and was quickly blocked by a barrier and bounced into Genkai's protection barrier, where he was jolted painfully, and fell to the ground, not moving.

"That went well." Asato said, and then was slashed by the gargoyle-like demon. Blood began flowing from the three slices, staining his white shirt. "Damn it…"

"My master wants you to die!" It said in a hiss, diving towards the group, more specifically, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Move it!" Yusuke yelled, tackling Ron so that he'd fall to the ground. The demon flew barely over their heads, proving he had been going for a fatal shot. He stood back up with a growl and looked dead at the demon who was cackling while staying in the air. "Okay, ugly, you've got one chance to tell me who your master is!" He held his right hand up in the shape of a gun.

SWHHISH.

The demon fell to the ground in two pieces, along with Shishi.

"Huh?" Yusuke said. "Dammit, you just killed the only dude that can talk!"

Shishi started gagging again, and eventually coughed out the marble that had been lodged in his throat. "Agh… No I didn't. I'm still here. But of course, you know I'll kill myself before telling a pathetic human anything."

Yusuke leaned his head to the side slightly. "Ya know what? I actually believe you."

"Oh, you do?"

"Yeah, no telling any humans or traitors who your boss is. Got it." He then smirked. "So you should tell me."

Shishi Wakamaru laughed. "And you think that those hideous markings are going to compel me to tell you who I am working for?"

"Yep." Yusuke said with a yawn.

He laughed. "And you wonder why I hate your kind, the nerve of them all is disgust"— He stared at Yusuke; red energy was steadily radiating from him, mingled with blue. "No… there is no way, Urameshi, you're a human! How can you possess demon energy?" He demanded.

"Tell me your secret and I tell you mine."

"Very well, then." He said after a pause. "I work for the Dark Lord."

Sensui walked the streets quietly, scanning the area for any slight trace of demon energy. He was growing tired of the conflict between Itsuki, the Yaminate's illness, and the barrier. Itsuki was hell-bent on making sure that the tunnel was completed this time, and with them supposedly on better terms with Spirit World (Koenma, at least), they were hoping for it to go more smoothly.

But of course it couldn't work out that way. Mitarai and Hagiri got dragged off to some English wizarding school, Urameshi dropped off the face of the goddamn earth, and now he felt compelled to return to his old job.

And not even the other six would think about easing his pain for once. They continued on in his head, whining and snarling and moping and trying to manipulate each other, as if planning to overthrow him, Shinobu, as the dominant personality. It made him nauseous, the idea of becoming anything less. For once in his life he felt irrelevant and like the world rested on his shoulders at the same time, like a villain forced to play the hero because the true hero didn't show up.

He stopped at the mouth of an apartment complex, eyeing a certain balcony. He shook his head, deciding that simply jumping up there would be foolish, and began walking to the metal stairs that led to the third floor.

Knockknockknock.

"I thought you weren't expecting any more company." A female voice said from the other side of the door.

"That's what I thought, oh well. Timeout for the movie marathon." Another voice said, and then the door opened, revealing a woman who looked only a few years older than he was, with long brown hair. Apparently a little drunk. "Oh, who are you?"

"A cutie, that's who he is." A woman called from the inside, using a strategically placed mirror on the wall to see him.

His complexion darkened a little. "I'm a friend of Yusuke's. Is he home?"

Tears started to well up in her eyes. She collapsed on him, forcing him to catch her. "He's been gone…" sob "I was so worried…"

He sympathetically patted her back gently, not used to the awkwardness.

"He" sob "Just came back last night" sob "He told me he was" sob "in London. But that's ridiculous." She sniffled. "How could he get in London? That's another country."

Sensui raised a brow slightly at the last sentence, but shrugged it off. "So he's around here somewhere?"

She nodded her head, while her face was still embedded in his shirt. "I just don't want him to leave again…" She quivered.

He helped her back into the room, and set her down on the couch next to her friend, who continued eyeing him.

"Tell Yusuke… I was looking for him." He said, delicately choosing his words. "He still owes me a favor." He turned to leave.

"What's the hurry, tall, dark, and handsome?" The other woman, Yusuke's mother's friend, said sweetly. "You don't want to stick around and wait for your friend?"

"No."

"Aw, why not? Look at him, Atsuko, he's not that bad looking, right? C'mon, no one cares…"

Sensui froze for a moment. There was a demon not too far away, making a sort of a warning flare of energy. But what made it interesting was the fact it also came along with spirit energy.

He smirked slightly, then turned on his heel and left.

"Huh? Hey, where's he going?" Atsuko said dazedly.

Her friend scoffed. "I dunno. Probably gay, anyways."

Harry's eyes widened. He served… Voldemort?

Hiei barked a laugh. "Is that so? If you're such a noble demon, why is it that you serve a human?" He put his sword in its sheath. "Pathetic, how you're so wrapped up in saving yourself you don't realize your own feeble lies are so obvious."

"How dare you call him human!" Shishi growled. "There is no way that someone of his strength could be human, much less have a face like his!"

"Got that right." Ron mumbled, before being elbowed by Hermione.

Kurama looked at Shishi thoughtfully for a moment, but his face was expressionless. "If you serve Voldemort, you should know of his location. Where is he?"

"I don't know. He communicates telepathically, its how I get orders."

Kurama's face remained impassive, and then he said something in a strange language, causing Shishi's eyes to widen.

"I'm serious! If I knew where he was, don't you think I'd value my life over his? I would have been told you if I knew." He said nervously. "And are you telling the truth?"

"About what?" Yusuke said, oblivious.

The purple-haired demon snorted. "About the Dark Lord being human, you fool! And just what the hell are you?"

"He's a hanyou." Hiei growled impatiently. "And yes, Voldemort is a human; now get over yourself and your little issues."

"I DON'T HAVE ISSUES!" Shishi snarled, regretting it instantly as cold steel was placed against his neck.

"Yell while speaking to me one more time," Hiei said darkly. "And you'll be forced to live without a larynx."

"A what?"

"Voice box, Yana." Kaitou said in a 'talking-to-an-idiot' manner.

"SHUT UP!" Hiei roared. They all fell silent to his uncharacteristic yell. "Listen, Wakamaru, you are going to find where he is. And then you will send us a message by owl discreetly telling his location. Only on that condition may you live. Got it?"

He nodded vigorously in fear. "Yes sir."

"Good. Now go."

"You're back." Itsuki said quietly, not looking at Sensui who had just entered the cave. "The quickest trip you've had lately."

"I came to inform you about Yusuke. He's here."

Itsuki opened one gold eye to look at Sensui. "So what? You plan on leaving me here so you can frolic with your little half-breed?"

Sensui cracked a smile. "Itsuki, you're starting to sound a little jealous."

"Well, I wouldn't be half as concerned if it weren't for the fact you don't want me to work on the tunnel and refuse to tell me why."

"You're ill; the tunnel requires energy, and so does healing. I have a priority list, Itsuki; I think I can wait if it means keeping you alive."

The demon raised a brow slightly. "You word your phrases too delicately, Shinobu, its not that hard to tell you know something I don't, so I suggest you tell me before I go and drop dead."

Sensui looked at Itsuki for a moment. Aside from the fact he looked even more pale than usual, he seemed fine. But after so many years of being around someone, it gets easier to tell when they're hurt.

"Let's just say humans have given us another reason to punish them." He looked at the tunnel that led out of the cave. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it, you rest."

The yaminate looked at him defiantly for a moment, then sighed in defeat. "Very well."

The door slammed open, showing two rather large men who looked more like bouncers than wizards, half-dragging a very upset silver-haired professor who glared at them both.

"Dumbledore, what is the meaning of this?" Phoenix growled, shaking the huge men off of his arms. He stood there, pale except for the more vivid red scar over his eye and down his cheek. "I'm preparing for the repair of the schools defense system; needless to mention that the defense teacher is no longer here, making it more difficult. And then those gorillas come and drag me out of my own office."

Dumbledore looked at him gravely. Snape and Norom were in the room as well, which didn't cause him to settle at all. "Professor Snape has told me that you have been keeping secrets from me, along with the entire Ministry." An evil grin crept on Norom's face as she picked up a quill to write with. "He insisted on telling me himself, or using a truth potion, but I thought it would be best to here from you on more civil grounds."

"That's it?" Phoenix raised a brow.

Dumbledore nodded.

Phoenix looked at Snape maliciously for a split second. "Severus must have been planning on telling you that three years ago, I added post to my tax return, but I had been using a friends' owl."

"Nice try, Phoenix." Snape said through gritted teeth. "Not quite, but try again."

"Then what? Apparently, you know something about me that I don't, Severus, please share." Phoenix said, becoming more and more confident by the second.

Norom began to speak. "Sanguinario"—

"We are hardly on first name standards, Madam." He said venomously.

"Yes, well." She scoffed, offended. "Diablo's grave has been dug back up. His body is gone."

"What?" Phoenix's eyes widened.

"And from what I understand, his blood is quite beneficial to you." Snape said darkly. "Seeing that you aren't even human."

"His blood?" Phoenix was stunned, "Snape, he was my best friend; I wouldn't unearth him for any reason! You don't know what you're talking about!"

"So you're not a vampire?" Snape threw water on Phoenix, searing his skin as it burned him. "Because only demonic creatures are affected by holy water!"

Phoenix looked at Snape hatefully, the scar-less side of his face bleeding and raw. "Bastard. I have nothing to do with Hueso's death or unearthing!"

"So, you're a good, well-behaved, housebroken vampire?" Norom said sweetly, jotting things down. "We won't have to worry about it as soon as the Minister gets this letter, you'll be fired, put in Azkaban, possibly even executed. We can't have monsters at this school. First giants, then werewolves, now vampires. Dumbledore, were you aware of his… condition?"

"Condition? I'll show you condition!" Phoenix growled, before being shoved to the ground by the bodyguard/wizards.

"Indeed." Norom continued writing. "Dumbledore?"

"I'm just as surprised as you are." Dumbledore said in the same grave tone. "Sanguinario, I knew you seemed a tad unusual when I decided you should teach, but to hide something so simple"—

"Simple! Simple! Is simple when you can't even bartend at the Hog's Head because they're afraid you'll eat the customers! I had to hide! Werewolves have it bad enough, turning into a monster three nights a month; vampires are permanently 'monsters', if I had been honest all the time, I couldn't have even become an Auror. I'm as old as I said I was, Dumbledore, I went to Hogwarts the same time as Snape, I never lied about that. I was sired halfway through my seventh year, I still aged a bit, but I never hurt anyone, ever."

"We can't take any chances." Norom said briskly. "We'll have to take it up with Fudge, and then when he gives me permission, I'll have you tied to a tree facing sunrise."

Snape smirked slightly as Dumbledore spoke. "And to think I trusted you to teach these children, after I knew that you had been a Death Eater."

"So Two-Faced-Big-Nose left out the more important details?" Phoenix snorted; his incisors grew longer, feeling no need to continue the charade. "I turn water into blood, that's how I drink. I don't go up to the nearest idiot and bite them. I've managed to keep my sanity intact, Dumbledore; I've been tortured by Voldemort, of all people, into slowly draining subjects into revealing information"—

"You mean you tortured them." Snape interrupted.

"Don't act like you're a saint, Severus. You've done just as bad and worse. You've used the killing curse on countless occasions, but I guess that job wasn't making enough money; because then you came crawling to Dumbledore, telling him you've changed, that you can be used to his benefit, a spy." Phoenix sickly smirked. "But that works both ways, Snape. It's not that hard to lie to one leader and be blatantly honest with the other. I know where my loyalties lie, and it's to self-preservation. You, on the other hand, act like a spoiled teenager, playing one person against the other, and then you sit back and watch from a safe distance."

Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak, but Snape snapped at Phoenix. "And you're any better! You go from being a monster dedicated to mass murder, to a man that hunts down what you once were! If anyone's a hypocrite, its you."

"Monsters are expected to kill, but a regular human like you, you condemned yourself." Phoenix glared at Norom's clipboard and the ever-growing list. "You're quoting me?"

She looked at him with a sickening grin. "Maybe."

"Phoenix, I'm afraid I have no choice." Dumbledore said quietly. "You are to leave this school immediately."

The pupils in Phoenix's orange eyes narrowed to slits. He blinked in slight surprise for a moment. "Very well, then."

"But, Dumbledore!" Norom said suddenly. "We must wait for the Minister to decide his punishment for not registering with the Institution for Once-Human Creatures. And since he's a vampire, the punishment would be severe, especially since The Death of Five Twilights is supposed to be soon."

"The what?" Snape asked.

"It's a curse." Phoenix said. "It makes recessive demon blood in a vampire rise, but only if the chosen is sired. If the chosen isn't a vampire when the curse occurs, the wizarding world would have another Voldemort on its hands. It's supposed to happen next year. And there seems to be only one pattern in it: every single person with the curse has attended Hogwarts."

"And you plan on being the next one to become an actual demon?" Snape growled.

"I can't, the fiftieth year is next year, the only way I could have been the next one was for me to have been sired next year. I'm not eligible. But a student here is."

"And you know which one?" Dumbledore asked.

"I have an idea— Gyah!" He growled suddenly, falling to his knees, clutching his arm. Snape did the same, but he didn't seem to be in as much pain. They both clenched their teeth.

"What's happening?" Norom said nervously.

"Voldemort." Dumbledore said quietly.

"Do you really think he'll actually tell us where Voldemort is?" Yana asked, sitting on the third step of the 'Stairway to Hell', as Yusuke affectionately called it. "I mean, he could just walk right back into Demon World and we'd never see him again, right?"

"True." Kurama said thoughtfully. "But Voldemort wouldn't let any of his minions into Demon World, if he had any sense. No demon is without a large group of followers, except the lowest class. If Shishi were to get into Demon World, he could easily convince other demons to come to the human world and take it over. If Voldemort is aware of that possibility, he will be making sure his demon followers keep away from any possible gap between the worlds."

"I have no clue what you just said, but I'll go along with it." Yana scratched his head.

Harry looked at them all in frustration. How could they all talk about Voldemort and demons so casually? They all were so shady and questionable themselves, inviting him, Ron, and Hermione to Japan, and then they're going around killing demons!

"Hey, Hermione." Harry said quietly, getting her attention. He made a swift movement with his eyes, telling her to walk further down the path, away from the others. "Get Ron."

She turned to the others. "Excuse us for a moment." She then grabbed Ron by the arm. "Come on."

"What is it?" She asked Harry, after walking out of earshot.

"Am I the only one who thinks it's strange that they take us to the very place where Voldemort is supposed to be?" He said urgently. "Normally I'm not paranoid but I think that they're up to something."

Hermione looked at him like he was an idiot. "Harry, it's obvious that they're hiding something, why else do you think I was with Genkai?"

"Because she's an old lady?" Ron said.

"No. Because she knows all about them, each of them. If only we had a truth potion, it would make things easier. I've been asking her about them all this morning, but the most information I could get was that Yusuke was a dimwit, Kuwabara's and idiot, Yana slept a lot, Kido plays loud music, and Kaitou keeps his nose in books 24/7."

"Well," Harry said, running a hand through his bangs, " What about the others?"

"The only other information I got was that Hiei's a sociopath, Kurama has some personality disorder, Hagiri needs therapy, and Mitarai's attempted suicide before."

Ron shuddered. "Yeah, a perfectly normal bunch. Is there any way for us to get out of here before we get sacrificed to a dragon or some other thing?"

"Death always works."

They turned around, and standing there was none other than Lucius Malfoy, a smirk plastered onto his face.

"How did you get here?" Harry demanded, loudly so that the others turned and saw that there was trouble.

"I was going to ask you the same thing…" Lucius said, looking in the direction of the temple as the others dashed up to them. "Did you ever get the feeling that someone was keeping a secret from you, Potter?"

Harry blinked, then decided to play dumb. "What are you talking about?"

"What do you think I'm talking about? Your little friends"—

SLAM!

Lucius was suddenly smashed into a tree, splintering where he collided. He groaned in pain, lucky to be conscious. Wincing, he opened an eye to see who hurt him. A tall, almost lanky man with tanned skin and slick black hair and a purple dot on his forehead, wearing a grey-black sweatshirt and black pants. His blue eyes seemed entertained, ashamed, angered, and even hurtful at the same time while staring back.

"Mr. Sensui!" Mitarai gasped in surprise.

Sensui cracked a smirk as he looked at Lucius. He knelt down in front of him. "Let me guess, another fool who is after Yusuke's throat."

"The only one I'm after is that Harry Potter." Lucius growled, managing to pull his wand out of his pocket. "Now get out of my way." He pointed the wand right between Sensui's eyes. The taller of the two merely stared past the wand and at the grey eyes less than two feet away.

"You really think I'm going to give you or your comrades the opportunity to use that?" He said silkily, an 'I'll-kill-you-without-a-second-thought-if-you-try-anything' tone. "Sniper, if you would be so kind as to fire the first shot."

It caught Hagiri off guard for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He held a hand out in front of him, splayed flat. A chill rose up Harry's spine and it only got worse as some of the others seemed to tense up slightly. He heard a quiet 'clink' noise at his feet. He looked down, fallen leaves were glistening like they were made of glass. They rose up as Hagiri snickered darkly, and then darted into the forest, making impact with their targets and causing splattering noises.

"Telekinesis." Lucius laughed. "That's the best you have? A telekinetic child? You're embarrassing even on filthy muggle standards." He held up his wand and fired purple rays of light at everyone but Harry.

"What did you just do!" Harry demanded, none of them were moving, they were frozen in place.

"A more complex stunning spell, Potter, one that leaves the victim unable to move, feel, speak, or hear anything." Lucius sneered, "I thought it was a good way for us to be alone, after all, you wouldn't want to try to fire a spell that may hit one of your little friends."

Harry fumed, despising the thought that he was right. If he tried anything, it wouldn't take much effort to hit one of the others on accident.

He glared at Lucius hatefully. "What do you want?"

"Aside from you dead, not much else. Because in case you haven't noticed, Potter, I hate you."

"Don't you feel stupid for having a grudge against a sixteen year old?" Harry spat. Lucius normally would have killed them all immediately, but instead, he stunned them, it meant he needed them alive. Something that Harry could play to his favor.

"I don't hold a grudge!" Lucius hissed, pointing his wand at Harry. "The Dark Lord wants you alive and well, since he needs a powerful half-breed, and you seem to be the closest thing to that."

"What for?"

"None of your concern!" He snarled, then apparently, Voldemort was in a sudden bad mood, because a pain went searing through Harry's forehead as Lucius grabbed his forearm in pain, dropping his wand.

Harry managed to deal with the pain quicker, and grabbed Lucius' wand as he took his own out of his pocket and pointed both at the Death Eater.

"I'm sick of playing by Voldemort's rules! Tell me how to undo the spell!" Lucius just stared at Harry. "Fine! It should wear off if the person who used the spell dies, right?" He was about to say a spell when…

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LL A.K.: Yeah, cliffie. Go ahead, yell all you want, I don't care. And yes, our beloved demons, psychics, detectives, wizards, etc. got hit.

Falcon: You are really ticking me off! First you kill Diablo, and then you go and do that!

LL A.K.: Whatever.

Falcon: Yeah, and a certain idiot needs to update 'Sniper' and 'A Doppelganger's Prank, A Reaper's Heart', but I won't say any names.

LL A.K.: Gee, thanks. R&R, people!