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Koenma sat in his office, dark circles and bags were under his eyes due to the lack of sleep, his small fingers rubbed his temples in minute circles as he stared at the paper before him. His father was going to murder him if this wasn't fixed soon. He gazed up as the door opened and Botan walked slowly in, a sense of greif about her presense. Her bubble gum pink eyes looked to the toddler as she sat a file down on his desk. He quickly opened it with trembling fingers, what could possibly make his day worse? His thoughts then faultered as he scanned over the names, places, and things. This definately made his day worse. Makai was falling apart, the barrier wasn't what is used to be, and worst of all his detectives were in danger.

Meanwhile...

The cool autumn breeze swayed the tree tops lazily, like there were no worries in the world at the moment. School was in session and it was Friday before Fall Break. The streets were relitavely empty, except for the car or pedestrian every now and again. The bell sounded the end of the school day and the gates and sidewalks slowly filled with students, ready for the much needed break from learning. Many girls hugged their coats close to them as the breeze picked up just slightly, it was odd weather for this time of year, but it was expected, all hell had broken loose in Makai.

Kayko glowered at Yusuke as he walked towards her, she had seen the whole thing, "Yusuke Urameshi!" she yelled as she raised her hand to slap him. But she paused, his usual cocky grin plastered on his face made her smile. She then closed her eyes and turned away from him, "I'm suprised you came to school, is that the only reason you did come, was to beat him up?" she questioned as she folded her arms over her chest, waiting for a response.

Such vilolence and the kid really didn't stand a chance, it was hardly a fair fight despite the fact that the kid had made the challenge himself - Kurama shook his head and smiled knowingly - but that was Yuske. Kayko was always well-intended when it came to him.

With his hands in his pockets, Kurama walked over to stand beside the pair. His expression was calm and concentrated as he looked past the school gate.

"I wonder who it might be..." He speculated about the approaching force.

"The spirit world is hardly ever at peace." Kurama replied. "You know that well enough."

He chuckled, Yuske was eating candy while Kayko couldn't see again.

Spirits were always drawn to Yuske, which was fortunate in the fact that it made them easier to track.

Hiei stood away from the others with his hands in his pockets and his eyes closed. He ignored the rest of them for now, thinking them just irritating as he stood there, the cold not bothering him at all. He opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowed a bit. He was in a bar better mood, having watched the fight and gotten a kick out of it. he was upset that Yusuke had won, but there was nothing he could do about that. It would have been funny to see the Baka loose.

Kurama noticed Yuske kick at the wall, he was bored evidently.

He glanced at Hiei, he was always close by but never included himself. He didn't understand how someone would spend as much time alone as Hiei did.

"It's good to see you're actually here for a change." He commented and continued, knowing Hiei would have no answer for that.

"What do you make of it?" He asked concerning the spirit.

Knowing Hiei, he'd known the demon was around long before everyone else.

"Hn..." Was his uttered reply to Kurama's first coment, turning and looking at Kurama at his question. he had felt the spirit, but was not sure what to make of it. "It appears that for now it is not a danger." He said, turning and looking off into the distance as he spoke, closing his eyes again after just a moment. "It is worth watching, and if we are to run into who or what ever it is, we might had to watch ourselves." He said nothing more on the subjuct, spending most of his time keeping tabs on whoever it was.

Leaping from tree to tree and trying her best not to be noticed, Minumori finally caught Kurama and Hiei's respective scents. Her black, loose gown billowed like wings behind her as she moved and came to a landing a few feet away from the little gathering. She looked from Kurama to Hiei to Yusuke, who didn't seem to be paying much attention. There was another girl with them and so she chose to speak quietly in close proximity to the two demons.

"So, I take it you've noticed the... disturbances?" She asked in a voice like cool and bitter tea. She always had a sort of tactfullness when she spoke, especially when she argured, like a lawyer. It often seemed to frighten people, which was just as well, as she prefered small groups anyway.

Kurama looked at the girl as she had landed near them. She seemed possibly familiar though he was unable to place her.

He decided to watch and listen. Perhaps a mannerism of hers would jog his memory.

"My name is Minumori, or Miyuko, either or. And as for your description of the, current problem, well put." Minumori laughed; it wasn't unusual for her to laugh, but it could only happen if what was said was clever or just sardonic in general; this boy seemed to be both, which made him aces in her book.

Hiei looked at the woman then turned away,his hands still in his pockets. "Hn..." He replied, having already said his peace on the activity going on in the human world. He was not about to repeat himself. If he had to then he would, but currently he did not have to. He knew who this woman was, but chose to ignore her as well as the others, still keeping tabs on the spirit he felt. It was still a ways off, but it could move closer at any moment.

"I know no more than you do, the... Boy, won't tell me anything important. He still doesn't trust me." She smiled a bit wickedly. Having never really liked the ruler of spirit world all that much, she decided it would be best to avoid all contact with him, unfortunately that left her a bit out of the loop.

Her gaze turned a moment to Hieie, who's overal snobbery was nothing new to her. The 'triclops,' as she so affectionately refered to him, seemed to have his nose so highly upturned to humanity and society in general, that she wagered he could smell every plane that flew overhead.

...Yes, the name and appearance were definitely familiar though he didn't remember where from.

"Hiei?" he asked quietly as he knew Hiei would understand he who he was asking about. If anyone knew about this Minumori, it would be him.

Minumori stared after Kurama, only for an instant, having gained the knowledge that he was a one point, Yoko; the silvery spirit that had so fully grasped her. She knew, or at least thought, that that demon no longer existed; had been moved aside to make way for this new life. He was very handsome to say the least, but she very much would miss the lust for misery that had drawn the two so closely together. Choosing not to say a word of it, she stifled herself and foccused on the matter at hand. What was wrong with the atmosphere, and how was the Makai effected?