"What do you mean Hiei's gone with Mukuro?!" Koenma's slightly tenor voice squeaked into the phone that he held to his ear.

"Well, sir, you see-" The ogre on the other end stuttered slightly.

"I HAVE NO TIME FOR THIS! IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING ELSE TO TELL ME, THEN SPIT IT OUT!" Koenma started to lose his temper.

"He's decided to stay in his demon form." Koenma fell back into his chair at the information.

"Oh, Kami." Koenma slammed the phone on the hook and started pacing, trying to figure out the best course of action. "If I don't figure this out soon, those two will take over Makai, Ningenkai, and Reikai." He muttered under his breath. A sudden idea struck him. He jumped onto his chair and called out for Botan, who was just outside the door. She rushed in, her pink eyes wide in worry and blue hair swinging around behind her.

"Yes, Koenma, sir?" Her normally excited soprano voice was pitched a note higher with worry.

"Hiei has took a turn onto the wrong side and is staying with Mukuro, in his demon form." Botan gasped, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Would you like me to go alert Team Urameshi, or what's left of it?" She immediately asked but watched as her small boss shook his head.

"It wouldn't do any good. They're too strong together. But there is one person who could always get Hiei under control, no matter the situation." Koenma hinted to the grim reaper.

"Oh, Koenma, you can't mean-" Koenma grimly nodded his head.

"Yes, I'm afraid it must be, Botan. We will go down to the holding cells immediately. We'll strike a deal. I'm just sorry it had to come down to this."

"But, Sir! You can't be serious. I mean, the file alone sends shivers down my spine. Over three hundred counts of murder, twenty-six counts of kidnapping, near two hundred counts of theft, and not to mention the class of demon you're about to release!"

"I'm well aware of all this, Botan. But we have no other choice. We can only hope she will help." Koenma made his way through the many halls of his castle, Botan following the whole way. The pair eventually came to a set of stairs that went underground. The staircase was guarded by two demons who Koenma knew he could trust. He nodded to them as he and Botan walked by. It was only a few steps down before they heard the yells of all the demons being held there. Botan stopped at the bottom of the stairs, to afraid to move, while Koenma kept going. He strolled down the rows of cages as if nothing was wrong. The small leader stopped in front of the last cell in the line. It was dark and no one could see if someone actually inhabited it, but Koenma could feel her demon ki, flowing off her in waves.

"Well, well. The Great Koenma, and his little Grim Reaper." Her voice was heard before she started towards the front of her holding cell. It was a sweet low soprano, almost alto. Her voice was filled with amusement and a very detectable sarcasm. "To what do I owe this momentous visit?" She stepped into the light and allowed her profile to be seen. She was only five feet tall, but still tall enough to have to look down on Koenma. Her waist length hair was an amazing shade of silver that contrasted with her golden eyes. A pair of large Kitsune ears stuck out of the top of her head, twitching at the sounds around her. She was dressed in gray rags that barely covered her curves. As she stepped further into the light, Koenma could see the x-shaped scar over her left eye, the tail swishing in an eerie patience and a white rose in her hair.

"Weren't all your weapons taken from you?" Koenma's eyes narrowed as he looked closer at the white rose.

"It's fake. It could do no more damage than prick your finger."

"Yes, well. It seems that I have a proposition for you."

"You need me to save your ass, Koenma?" Koenma shuffled around nervously.

"In a matter of speaking."

"I want my weapons back, and my record cleared."

"What?! Your insane, the best I could do for you-"

"Both things, Little Enma. Or I'll let your precious Ningenkai and Reikai get devoured by whatever little beastie has set its eyes on it this time." Her eyes locked on Koenma's, silently fighting with him as he silently fought with himself.

"Fine. This is much more important." He turned around to look at Botan in the distance. "Go get them." He turned back to the cell. "On this mission you are to cooperate with them, and take orders from me. Afterwards, I will clear your record. You'll be as free as the day you were born."

"My weapons?" She asked as she stepped out of the cell Koenma just unlocked.

"They'll be waiting in my office. I'll take you up to clean up a bit and then we will make our way there."

"My mission?" She followed the king-to-be up the stairs and hallways, only two steps behind.

"That, I cannot tell you until I tell the others."

"Can I at least know who I am dealing with?"

"Someone close to you." Was all Koenma said as he stopped at a set of double doors. "In there you will find all you need to freshen up. There is new clothes in the dresser and closet. You have two hours." Koenma watched as she entered the room and shut the door behind her. The echo of the large bolt sliding into place only made Koenma more edgy.

Author's Note: I gave up on my Twilight fic, at least for right now. I started watching the Yu Yu Hakusho episodes online the other day, then started with fics here. I got the idea for this story, and here we are. Oh! And I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho, the characters, plot, episodes, merchandise, and all that jazz. I do, however, own this female kistune. Review! 3