Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ After the Fall ❯ An Elusive Villain ( Chapter 29 )

A/N: The last section of this installment was inspired by the song Awakening by The Damning Well. It's the first track off the Underworld CD and proved to be great motivation for the fight scene that happens within the last part of this chapter.

Chapter 29--An Elusive Villain

Rain continued to fall down around Botan, Yusuke and Kuwabara as they stood in a near huddle, their gazes focused rather intently on the administration building where Kurama and Hiei had disappeared into some time ago.

"What's taking them so long?" Kuwabara wondered out loud, his voice mirroring the frustration he felt. He hated not knowing what was going on. Almost as much as he hated standing around. "If they don't get out here soon, I'm going to go in and find them."

"Relax will ya, they'll be out in a moment." Yusuke ordered with a wave of his hand, sending an arc of water splashing into Kuwabara's left arm, the impact sending a spray of water into the side of his face.

"Hey! Watch it!" He cried, reaching up to wipe off the rainwater from his face. "That's freaking cold!"

Yusuke ignored his friend's protest, shifting his gaze to his left where a curiously silent Botan stood. He noticed the distant look upon her countenance and smiled. She must be thinking about Kurama. Despite his overall teasing nature, Yusuke was quite happy for both the deity and the kitsune. Love was a complicated thing to the detective. And quite confusing as well. But, although not the brightest bulb in the world, Yusuke understood what it was to love someone with every fiber of their being. After all, he loved Keiko more than anything in the world. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for her. And I know Kurama feels the same for Botan. He added mentally, his smile faltering as he thought about the current situation.

If what Kurama said was true, if Ren Kurayami was indeed behind the threat looming around them, there was no telling what would happen. Ren, and whoever was working with him, might even stoop so low as to attack what each of them held most dear. Yusuke's features hardened. Let them try. He growled mentally, clenching his fists tightly at his sides. And I'll show them the true meaning of pain.

"Hey Urameshi, what's up? What are you so ticked off about?"

Yusuke flinched, drawn out of his darkened reverie by the concerned voice of Kuwabara. Instantly his fists relaxed, the anger fleeing his mind and heart as he turned his head back towards his friend. "It's nothing, Kuwabara. Nothing at all." He lied, his features returning to normal as his shifted his gaze back upon the building where Hiei and Kurama now descended from.

Kurama rappelled quickly down the brick wall, landing gracefully onto his feet, his black hiking boots causing a small splash of water to erupt upwards as he hit the grassy confines surrounding the building.

Hiei reappeared a few feet beside Kurama, his trademark smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he began towards his fast approaching companions.

The kitsune willed his lash back into a seed, tucking it safely away before starting forward as well, a smile of affection gracing his lips as Botan walked up to him.

Botan closed the distance between them, lifting the red umbrella still clenched within her hand until both of them were underneath it. "You were gone for quite a while." She whispered, tilting her head back slightly until their gazes met.

Kurama sensed her mild concern, somewhat amused at the thought she believed him in any danger. "I'm sorry for the delay." He whispered back, his touch reassuring as he reached out with both hands to wipe away the many drops of water that stuck to the skin upon her face.

"So did you find what you were looking for Kurama?" Yusuke asked, his tone unusually free of amusement as he came to stand beside Botan.

The kitsune reluctantly lowered his hands away from the deity's face and back to his side. "I did indeed." He replied, reaching into his right coat pocket to withdraw the piece of paper he had printed out earlier before holding it up for their inspection.

"So what took you guys so long?" Kuwabara asked, eyeing Hiei and Kurama impatiently.

"I had to find the password to enter the system." Kurama answered, turning his attention from the taller man to Hiei who spoke in a smug voice,

"Which I found out first."

"Not all of us have a Jagan eye now do we?" Kurama replied dryly before shifting his gaze back upon his other companions. "I apologize for making you wait."

"That's okay, Kurama," Yusuke said, looking from the paper to the kitsune. "At least you got the information."

Kurama stuffed the paper back into his pocket. "Then shall we go and see if our prey is home?" He asked, his features taking on a predatory look that the other men mimicked.

"Sounds like a plan to me." Yusuke answered while the others nodded, giving their consent to the kitsune's suggestion.

Kurama led them away and off campus, heading towards the address listed on the paper.

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"Are you sure this is the right place Kurama?" Yusuke asked as he studied the large, multistoried red brick building in front of him. "This hardly looks like a place a college kid could afford."

Kurama looked down once again at the piece of paper within his hand. "This is the physical address stated within Ren's records." He answered, returning his focus back upon the building in front of him.

The rain had ended sometime earlier, but the air was still rather cold. Too cold to suit Botan's taste. Her lithe frame shivered as she stood beside Kurama, her amethyst eyes drawn away from him to the building before her. I really wish we could get out of this weather. She thought, wrapping her arms subconsciously around herself as she tried to keep warm.

Kurama, sensing his mate's discomfort, closed the distance between them. Wrapping his arm around her shoulders, he pulled her close. "Is this better, Botan?" He asked softly, offering her the warmth of his body.

Botan nodded, relaxing her hold in order to wrap her left arm around his waist. "Much better." She answered, closing her eyes as she rested her head against his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his body against hers and the heated that radiated from him.

Yusuke watched the little display between his friends with a gleeful smile before letting out a small cough.

Kurama was the first to react, looking up and away from Botan, the sound of Yusuke's cough drawing his attention.

"I hate to break up your little love fest but don't you think we should see if anyone's home?" Yusuke asked, a smile still upon his lips as he turned his attention back upon the doorway.

With the spell broken, Kurama withdrew reluctantly from Botan. "Of course," He replied, stuffing the paper back into his pocket. "Yusuke, why don't you go ahead and knock on the front door."

Yusuke frowned. "Why the hell do I have to do it?" He complained, casting an irritated gaze over to the kitsune who offered him an unapologetic smile.

"Because you are the one who suggested it."

The younger man grumbled incoherently but complied, walking up to the solid white door several feet away. Raising his right arm, the detective pressed his index finger against the door chime. Several seconds passed. No response. Yusuke backed away and turned around. "I don't think anyone is home."

The other four companions walked up to the door, Kurama in the lead. "Then I guess we'll just have to go in uninvited." He said softly, retrieving a seed and performing the same trick as he had in the administration building on campus. The door opened without protest, Kurama pushing it forward to allow everyone entry inside.

The five of them walked down the darkened corridor until they came to an open room, each looking around in surprise.

"I don't get it," Kuwabara commented as his dark orbs scanned the surroundings. "You said this was Ren's place of residence."

"So I did." Kurama replied, his features darkening as he came to a stop in the center of the room.

"But this place is .. " Botan began, stopping to the kitsune's left, her voice cut off by Hiei.

"Empty," The fire demon finished for her as he trained his red orbs over to Kurama. "Ren, whoever he is, has never set foot inside of this building. No one has."

"So it would seem." Kurama murmured, noting the lack of furniture and appliances. His sensitive ears detected the faint scurrying sounds of mice within the walls that surrounded them, the only sign of life in an otherwise uninhabited domain. I should have suspected he would give a false address. He thought as he watched Hiei walk past him to the other side of the room. The fact that the building was unoccupied only added to the deepening suspicion Kurama felt about Ren's involvement in the threat that hovered around them.

"So what do we do now?" Yusuke asked, casting an idle glance around the bare space that surrounded them before settling his gaze upon Kurama.

Kurama drew in a breath then let it out slowly. "We will simply have to find his true home the old fashioned way." He replied, focusing his attention upon Yusuke who then asked,

"And how do we do that?"

"By following him of course." Kurama answered, tossing Yusuke a small smile as he turned and began heading back towards the corridor only to stop as a low rumbling sound echoed within the barren room. Turning around slowly, the kitsune eyed his companions, a curious look upon his face as the rumbling sound echoed again.

This time all eyes fixed themselves upon Kuwabara who smiled sheepishly. "Uh .. Do you guys think we could stop and get a bite to eat before we move on? I'm starving." He asked, rubbing his tummy as another rumbling sound was heard.

"You're such a pig Kuwabara!" Yusuke snapped. " How can you still be hungry after eating all those freaking pancakes and slices of bacon Shizuru made for you this morning! I swear you ate enough for two people!"

Kuwabara glared at the detective. "I'm still growing Urameshi! Can I help it if I'm always hungry?!" He snarled back. "And besides," He added with a knowing smirk as he lifted his right hand and pointed accusingly at his best friend. "You ate twice as much as I did! So who's the pig now?!"

"You don't hear my stomach growling do you, genius?!" Yusuke shot back only to frown as another rumble erupted, this time from his own gut. "Stupid stomach." He growled, looking down at his abdomen in disgust.

And yet another sound joined the others, this time from a different source.

Yusuke turned around, his annoyed chocolate orbs meeting the apologetic amethyst ones of Botan.

"Sorry. I guess I'm a little hungry too."

"Humans and their weakling stomachs," Hiei commented, looking at the three of them with mild disdain. "I've gone weeks without food and you are all complaining about a little hunger pain. How trivial." His once smug features twisted instantly into a frown as his stomach added to the chorus of hunger that filled the room.

Yusuke grinned, his voice teasing as he spoke. "What was that about hunger being trivial, Hiei?"

Hiei threw Yusuke a dirty look. "Shut up detective." He growled, walking past his companions, down the corridor and out of sight.

Kurama watched his friend go before turning to addressing the others. "Well, shall we go then?"

"Are we going to get something to eat?" Kuwabara asked, his voice tinged with concern.

The kitsune brought his right forearm up, turning his gaze downward to look at the watch strapped around his wrist. "Well it is getting rather close to lunch time, I suppose we could stop somewhere on the way back to campus." He answered, lowering his arm back to his side.

"Like where?" Yusuke asked, now sold on the idea of eating just as Kuwabara was.

Kurama's features turned thoughtful. He cast his gaze over to Botan who stood beside him. "What are you in the mood for Botan?"

Botan looked over to him in surprise. "Well," She began, tapping her lips with her right index finger as she tried to come up with an answer everyone would enjoy. "How about a steak house?" She offered.

"You mean one of those fancy places where the cooks prepare your meal in front of you?" Yusuke asked, hoping that was what she meant.

Botan nodded enthusiastically, removing her finger from her lips to point at Yusuke. "Bingo!"

Kuwabara and Yusuke looked at each other then grinned. "Sounds great!" The two shouted in unison, rubbing their hands together in glee.

Kurama gave them a weak smile. Japanese steak houses tended to be rather expensive. Especially for those with large appetites. The kitsune thought as he studied the two young men before him. I hope to God I have enough to cover the bill. His features softened as he turned his attention over to Botan.

The deity gave him a smile so cheerful, so genuine, that Kurama found himself unable to ignore. Nor did he want to. You win, love. He thought as he returned her smile with one of his own. "Then it's settled." He replied as he pivoted around heading back down the corridor, the others close behind as they exited the building and headed back into town.

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"Man this sure is a busy place isn't?" Yusuke commented as he eyed the crowded dining room.

Kurama nodded, his gaze slowly traveling around the room. He knew of the Edoko Steakhouse long before ever setting foot inside of Sakaoshimi. It had consistently been rated one of the finest restaurant's in all of Japan, serving food teppanyaki style for over 30 years. And from the looks of things business is booming. "Well this steakhouse is close to campus so it makes sense it would be busy. Even on a Sunday," Kurama said, noting visually the mass of people lined along the sides of the massive grills situated in the center of each table. "And these cooks certainly have a flair for entertaining the crowds." He added as he watched the chefs, dressed in crisp white uniforms and hats, work their magic with their metallic spatulas. Cutting, chopping and dicing their patrons lunch items with such flashy and eye popping moves the customers couldn't help but shout out their approval, clapping with each impressive feat.

"Big deal," Hiei grumbled, his handsome features twisted in displeasure at the loud ruckus bursting all around him. He hated crowded places. Especially ones with noisy humans. "Those flames are about as dangerous as the moron when he's sleeping." He added, watching as the chefs cooked the food within the red and yellow flames that danced upon the metallic surface of the grill.

Kuwabara, seated opposite of Hiei, narrowed his eyes as he shot the fire demon a dark look. "Shut up shrimp!" He replied, easily provoked by Hiei's comments. "What do you know about cooking anyway. I bet you couldn't do what they do!"

"Hmph." Hiei replied, his red orbs reflecting a mischievous malice as he focused his gaze upon the table on the other side of the room where the customers were loudest. Instantly the flames spiked upwards, nearly touching the ceiling as the chef shouted out a series of curse words, backing away along with the group of patrons who cried out in alarm.

"That's enough, Hiei." Kurama said sharply, his tone low.

Hiei arched an eyebrow as he turned his gaze to the right where the kitsune sat. The warning look accompanying Kurama's voice amused him, though his features remained indifferent. "Fine." He replied, returning his attention back on the flames. Closing his eyes, the flames instantly abated back to their normal form.

Kurama let out a sigh, shaking his head slightly as he lowered his gaze to the dark brown table surface. He was well aware of the fact Hiei was becoming bored and antsy. Two things that didn't mix well in regards to the fire demon. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. He thought, his eyes shifting over to his right when a hand came into view and rested on top of his own. Kurama brought his head upright, his gaze meeting that of Botan who looked at him in concern.

"Is something wrong Kurama?"

The kitsune shook his head slowly, adjusting his hand so that he now clasped her fingers which he caressed gently with his thumb. "No, Botan. I'm just wondering when our chef will begin our lunch that's all."

"No kidding man," Kuwabara commented, his dark orbs darting about the large dining room. "That soup did little to tide me over." He added, dropping his gaze to the empty wooden bowl sitting in front of him.

"Now that you mention it, it has been quite a while since we ordered," Yusuke stated, shifting his gaze to the right and beyond where his best friend sat, scanning the room for some sign of their elusive chef. "You'd think he'd be out here by now."

"Apparently, there is an arguement taking place over whether or not to serve us." Hiei said in a low tone, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"What do you mean?" Yusuke asked. "Why the hell wouldn't they want to serve us?"

"There are some men seated on the opposite side of the room that are objecting to our, or should I say, Kurama's, presence." Hiei answered, his red orbs focusing directly across the room.

Kurama raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair for a better view. When he saw whom the fire demon was referring to, his features grew curious. What are they doing here?

Botan, noticing the kitsune's curious expression, leaned back to see just what was puzzling him so.

A group of five men were seated around a unattended table, all dressed in black jackets with a patch on the left side, white kanji symbols visible within the round piece of fabric. Their eyes spoke of a deep, resounding hatred as they glared upon the deity and her companions. "Who are they Kurama?" She asked, returning her attention to the kitsune.

"Kendo students from the university." Kurama answered coolly, though his features remained neutral as he brought his focus back in front of him.

"I take it you're not on friendly terms with those jerks?" Yusuke asked, catching the tone in Kurama's voice as he tossed a curious glance to the side where the students sat before turning his head left where Kurama sat just beyond Botan.

Kurama took a few seconds before answering. "There was a physical altercation between those men and myself close to a week ago. Ren instigated it."

"And?" Yusuke asked, giving Kurama an expectant look when he had paused.

"And I finished it. Apparently they didn't take kindly to being beaten."

"They have no memory of that fight, Kurama." Hiei interjected, the faint glow of his Jagan still visible as he kept his red orbs trained on the students some distance away.

"No memory?" Kurama murmured, looking at the fire demon in askance. "How is that possible?"

Hiei shrugged. "Maybe their memories were erased." He offered. "Despite that, they hate you with a passion. Seems they believe you stole Ren's girlfriend away from him." He added with a smirk, his gaze moving to settle upon Botan's face.

Botan stared at Hiei in shock. "You can't seriously mean they think that I was .. I mean ... I don't even know the guy.. " She stammered, frustrated and appalled that someone, let alone five men she had never seen before, believed she had been involved with Ren.

Hiei nodded slowly, his attention returning to Kurama. "And they mean to get her back for him."

Kurama caught the meaning in Hiei's tone, his features darkening at the thought of Ren even touching his deity. "Oh they do, do they?" He murmured, his voice lowering an octave, a gold glint becoming evident in his eyes as he focused his attention back upon the Kendo students who were now arguing with what appeared to be the owner of the restaurant. "Then I will just have to set them straight won't I?"

There was a coldness in his voice that frightened Botan more than she cared to admit. She knew it was Youko speaking. And when Youko's anger was riled, bad things happened. Especially to those who sought to hurt him or take something away from him. He's upset that they think I belong to another. She reasoned. And I don't want him to do something rash because of me or my honor. She added as she spoke in a soft, soothing voice. "Youko?"

Kurama flinched, startled by her form of address. "Botan?" He replied, his voice still low since Youko was in control. He focused his golden eyes upon her countenance, his features softening slightly as he met the ferry girl's warm gaze.

"It doesn't matter what they think," She whispered, reaching out to rest her right hand upon his face. "Just let it go."

Kurama's eyelids grew heavy, closing completely as the deity began to gently caress his cheek.

Yusuke and Kuwabara snickered slightly at the open display of affection while Hiei watched them in curiosity.

Seconds passed. Until at last the kitsune's eyelids fluttered open, the fiery golden orbs that belonged to Youko replaced by the calm emerald ones unique to Suuichi.

Interesting. Hiei thought. Never before had he'd seen Kurama's demon side calmed so quickly or easily. Then again the ferry girl is his mate. It makes sense she would be the one to tame him.

Botan retracted her hand away, though her eyes remained fixed with Kurama's. "Kurama?" She said in a soft tone, her eyes questioning as if to make sure he had returned completely back to normal.

Kurama gave her a tender smile, his features reflecting an understanding that belonged just to them. She was his mate. Nothing would change that. Not even the twisted desires of the one they were now hunting. He knew it was Youko's possessive side that was to blame for his lapse into anger. Still, the human side of Kurama was wary at the thought they might try to kidnap Botan for Ren's sake. He will not have her. Kurama vowed silently but maintained his calm demeanor for the deity's benefit. "I'm fine Botan. Thank you." He replied in a gentle tone, reassuring her that all was well before turning to face Hiei. "Tell me Hiei," He began. "What else can you gleam from their minds?"

"What is it you want to know?" The fire demon asked, though he had a pretty good idea what his best friend wanted.

"Just exactly how much do they know about Ren and where he might possibly be at this point in time."

Hiei closed his eyes and concentrated. All eyes fixed upon him but no one spoke as they waited for him to speak.

"Ren is a rather interesting man." Hiei began, his voice slow, almost lethargic, as he spoke. "He's really brainwashed these fools into believing his some sort of god."

Kurama frowned. "And how did he manage that?"

"Simple little tricks while harnessing spiritual energy," Hiei replied. "Seems our mysterious friend has the ability to manipulate his chi in such a way that he can surround any object and bend it to his will."

Understanding lit up Kurama's features. "Telekinesis." He murmured. Things were starting to come together, the answers becoming more and more clear. So that explains the knock on my head I received yesterday during practice. He reasoned. And that meant Ren had been watching him the whole time. Learning about him. His strengths, his weaknesses. My God, just how long has he been watching me? Kurama wondered, concern marring his handsome features, his gaze shifting over to Yusuke when the young man asked,

"You mean this guy has the same kind of power as that freak Hagiri used on me a couple years ago?"

"This goes far beyond what he ever did," Hiei replied, remembering the incident Yusuke spoke of. "Unlike Hagiri, this man Ren can also manipulate things that are alive. He is more than capable of lifting a person several feet in the air simply by surrounding them with his spiritual energy."

"You mean he did that to his friends?" Yusuke asked in surprise.

Hiei nodded. "Seems he felt the need to show them who the boss was. And he succeeded," He added. "Though why he decided to reveal this to these humans is beyond me."

"Perhaps his ego got the better of him?" Botan said in a soft voice. "I know nothing about him but from what you've said, he seems like an egotist."

Kurama agreed. "That would explain his lapse of judgment." He said. And it would explain why he did not keep his powers hidden. He added mentally. "His ego must be large indeed to think we would remain in the dark forever." He concluded. "What else do they know about him?"

"None of them know where he lives. They only see him on campus and during their Kendo practice although one of them overheard Ren speaking to a woman named Ailia about returning to Tokyo." Hiei continued. "As to his current whereabouts, Ren told them he had some family business to take care of but didn't specify where he was going or when he was coming back." The fire demon concluded, opening his eyes once more, the glow fading completely from underneath his bandana.

"If that's the case, how do we find out where he lives?" Yusuke asked.

Kurama was about to reply when a shout of pain met his sensitive ears.

"Please stop! Put me down!"

The restaurant instantly grew silent as everyone stared at the developing scene before them.

The detectives were no different as they spied one of the Kendo students lifting the small man they had been arguing with earlier off the ground.

"What the hell is with that guy?!" Kuwabara said angrily. "He can't treat people like that!" He added as he began to rise out of his seat.

"Kuwabara, wait," Kurama began in an even tone as he rose from his seat. "Let me take care of this."

The taller man met Kurama's level gaze for a few seconds then nodded. "Okay. But if they start anything with you, I'm not going to let you have all the fun."

"Noted." Kurama said with a nod as he began to walk forward only to stop as Botan reached out and clasped his hand.

"Be careful with them Kurama," She whispered, tilting her head back to look into the eyes of her lover. "After all they are human and if you ... " She started then stopped, unable to bring herself to say the words.

Kurama gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "I won't kill them, Botan. I promise." He replied.

Botan gave him a slow nod then released her hold, unable to watch what was about to happen though the rest of her companions kept their eyes focused ahead, ready to help the minute they were needed.

The large brute a hold of his victim meanwhile seemed totally oblivious to Kurama's approach as he tightened his grip upon the hapless man's white dress shirt, yanking him forward until their faces were a few inches apart. "We told you old man to get rid of those people before we do!"

"But ... " The man stammered, trying in vain to break away from the Kendo student's grip. "I can't do that .. They've done nothing wrong!"

"Is there a problem here?" Kurama inquired softly as he came to stop a few feet away.

Both the large student and the small manager twisted their heads to the side.

"So Minamino, you've finally decided to come over here and challenge us did you?" The large man began, a wicked grin tugging at his lips as he eyed the smaller man.

"I want nothing of the sort." Kurama replied, "I came to talk, not fight."

The large man's grin fell. "After stealing Ren's woman, you think we'll just let you walk away?!" He snarled incredulously.

Gold began to flicker within the emerald pools of Kurama's eyes. "She was never his to begin with," He answered in a dangerously low tone. "Now let that man go." He demanded.

The grin returned to the brute's face. "Let him go?" He repeated, an amused expression twisting his features as he looked from the red head to the man in his grasp. "Sure ... CATCH!" He shouted, lifting the hapless manager further upwards before flinging him at Kurama.

The kitsune narrowed his gaze as the small man rocketed towards him. Bracing himself, he caught him, lowering the smaller man onto the ground and positioning him safely behind him just before the large Kendo student reached him. Kurama took a defensive posture, blocking the brute's fist with his left hand, before applying a pressure lock around the man's arm while his right hand snaked out and grabbed the man's neck. The kitsune struck out simultaneously with the heel of his right foot upon the back of the attacker's Achilles tendon. He drove the brute backward with his right arm, following the motion as he slammed him into the carpeted ground.

A gasp escaped from the man's lips just as his eyes closed, knocked out cold from the force of Kurama's attack.

"You bastard!" A chorus of angry voices cried from behind Kurama who released his hold, jumping instantly to his feet.

The kitsune whirled around as the remaining four Kendo students charged at him

Kurama held his ground, making ready to defend himself again only to relax as Yusuke, Kuwabara and Hiei jumped in front of him.

"Hyoohhh!" The Kendo students shouted, releasing their battle cry as they attacked the three men simultaneously.

Kuwabara dodged the fist aimed for his face, retaliating with a swift uppercut, knocking the tall but lanky dark haired man up and through the air, his body landing with a thud upon an unused grill several feet away.

Yusuke took his man out with a quick jab, sending the dark haired youth rocketing backwards and onto his fallen companion upon the grill.

The remaining men took on Hiei together, rushing side by side, fists at the ready only to go flying backwards as the fire demon closed the distance between them, grabbing into his trench coat to withdraw both his katana and his sheath. Jumping up, he held the sheath in the center, slamming it against each man's neck before flipping up and over them, landing on his feet once more just at the two men collapsed onto the ground unconscious.

The crowd stared at them, too shocked to move or speak.

"Honor less punks," Kuwabara mumbled, relaxing his fist as he straightened his frame. "I can't believe those jerks actually thought they could get away with treating people like dirt."

"They certainly weren't very strong were they?" Yusuke commented, mimicking Kuwabara motions. "What a bummer."

"Hn." Hiei sounded, sliding his sheathed katana back upon his belt as he turned to face Kurama. "You certainly like to stir up the hornet's nest don't you, Kurama?"

Kurama merely smiled as he turned to address the manager. "Sorry if we caused you trouble," He began. "I will gladly pay you for any damage we may have caused."

"No. No." The small man said with an emphatic gesture of his hands. "There is no need. I'm merely glad you stopped them." He added, his tone grateful as he looked up at Kurama. "They've been causing me trouble for some time."

The kitsune frowned. "You mean they've done this before?"

The man nodded. "But this is the first time I've seen them here without their leader." He replied, straightening his shirt until it was presentable again, his compact frame twisting sideways as he heard one of the servers call out to him.

"The police are on their way, Mr. Tanabe." A tall, lean man with light blond hair and dark brown eyes shouted, coming to a stop in front of his much smaller boss.

Tanabe cast his gaze downwards, his brown orbs filled with trepidation. "Why did you call them Ken? Now there will be more trouble."

"But Mr. Tanabe ... " Ken began to protest only to go silent as Kurama spoke.

"I promise you Mr. Tanabe, those men will never bother you again."

The manager brought his gaze upright. "Are you certain?" He asked, his voice and features hopeful.

Kurama looked at the students with a hardened eye before returning his gaze upon Tanabe. "Believe me when I tell you, you'll never have trouble from them again." He vowed. "I'll make sure of it."

Mr. Tanabe studied Kurama. The boy seems sincere, truthful. He thought, a smile lighting his lips as he took him at his word. "Well then, how can I repay you for what you've done Mr. .. ?"

"Minamino. Suuichi Minamino."

Mr. Tanabe gave him a slight bow of his head. "Mr. Minamino. What may I do for you?"

Kurama returned his bow and was about to reply when Yusuke butted in on the conversation.

"Some free food would be good," The dark haired detective suggested, looking expectantly at the manager. "Because I'm starving."

Tanabe nodded. "Consider it done." He said, turning to address the cook closest to him. "Make them whatever they want. No charge."

"Yes Mr. Tanabe." The chef replied with a slight bow, following Kurama and the others back to their table where Botan sat waiting.

Kurama noticed the look of disapproval upon the deity's face as he sat down beside her. "I'm sorry Botan, but it couldn't be helped."

"It's not that so much as what to do when the police arrive." Botan countered, her amethyst eyes shifting downward, watching as Kurama reached out and clasped her hand. "I just don't want you to get into trouble."

"I won't." Kurama murmured softly, his hand still upon hers as the cook asked for their order.

Botan went first followed by Kurama. The chef nodded before moving on to Yusuke and Kuwabara, a shocked expression twisting his features as the two men gave him their list of culinary demands.

Botan chuckled at her friends while Kurama shook his head and Hiei looked upon them in disgust.

The officers arrived a short time later, taking statements from the customers and Mr. Tanabe before asking the detectives a series of questions. Satisfied with their answers, the police left, hauling the still unconscious men away. The restaurant settled down soon after and the detectives were rewarded with a bountiful feast of which Yusuke and Kuwabara ate the majority of. After giving the cook a hefty tip, the five companions left, walking slowly along the quiet sidewalks of Sakaoshimi.

"Man that was some good food!" Kuwabara said as he marched along beside Yusuke, a loud burp escaping his lips. "But I think I ate a little too much." He added, wincing as he rubbed his swollen belly.

"Serves you right, glutton," Yusuke murmured in a voice too low for the orange haired man to hear. "So uh, Kurama where are we off to now?" He asked, turning his head to his left where Kurama walked beside Botan. "We still don't know jack squat about Ren's whereabouts."

"Given the uniqueness of his spiritual power, I thought it best to head up to Reikai. Maybe we can find some information in Koenma's files."

"Sounds about as good as any other idea," Yusuke commented, returning his focus straight ahead. "I just hope we find this guy soon. I can't stand the fact he's loose and there's nothing we can do about it."

"We will find him Yusuke," Kurama said softly. "One way or another, we will find him." The question is will it be in time. He added mentally, his mind troubled as he pondered just where their elusive prey had gone to.

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Dark was the sky above the territory of Yomi, a darkness that spoke of a terrible storm that was building, making ready to unleash itself upon the inhabitants of such a vast spread of land.

Ren welcomed the darkness. Welcomed the destructive power he could feel pulsating from the blanketed mass within the sky. It felt better to embrace the dark, embrace what it offered. It kept him from feeling the pain, the sorrow that had ruined his life and scarred his heart. A small part of him hated thinking about his past. About what it was that led him to become the cold murderer that he was today. But it was his past that fueled his rage, that gave him his need. The need to kill those who had taken everything away from him and reclaim what rightfully belonged to him. Reikai belongs to me. And it will be mine soon. He thought, though his face showed no emotion as he led his team onward through the forest.

They had traveled for some time through the woodland area, choosing to remain off the path lest they meet up with one of Yomi's guards. And although more than capable of dealing with his warriors, Ren did not want to evoke the blind S class warrior's wrath. After all, he could prove to be a valuable ally when I take over Reikai.

"Ren?"

The dark haired man turned his head sideways, his gray eyes questioning as he looked upon his brother's countenance. "What is it Tahomen?" He asked coolly.

Tahomen was used to his brother's mood swings, taking no offense to his tone as he spoke, "You seem a little preoccupied." He began as he walked stride with stride beside Ren. "You haven't spoken to any of us since we left this morning. Is something troubling you?"

Ren tossed a glance over his shoulder to his three companions, noting with some amusement that they lagged a short distance behind. "Are they afraid I might blow up at them? Or is it just fear itself that rules their thoughts?" He asked, returning his attention back to his brother.

Tahomen frowned. "I cannot answer for them Ren. I can only give you my thoughts on why you're acting so quiet."

"Pray tell, dear brother. What do you think ails me?" He asked with a patronizing smile only to have it fall as Tahomen replied,

"Our past Ren." The larger man answered in an unusually soft tone. "I was there too Ren ... I was there when ... "

"That's enough!" Ren hissed sharply, his features tightening as he tossed a look over his shoulder at his gang before returning his focus upon Tahomen. "I do not wish to speak of it right now." He added in a low tone only the shinobi could hear, swinging his eyes forward, quickening his pace until he was several feet ahead.

Tahomen's frown deepened into a scowl. "As you wish." He murmured, watching his brother march farther ahead while he slowed down, meeting up with Ailia, Lina and Kigorei so as to allow Ren the space he so obviously wanted. But in his heart he knew what his brother was thinking. I've suffered too Ren. Just as you did all those years ago. He thought, his features tightened in a rare sign of pain as they continued forward.

Ailia had been watching the exchange between the two brothers with great interest. She had reached out with her mind, attempting a passive telepathic scan in the hopes of finding out why Ren had been so silent only to frown when she couldn't sneak past their defenses. Something is really troubling him today. Despite being the first one Ren had recruited over three years ago, Ailia knew only a partial reason for her leader's quest to enter the realm of Reikai. He wanted to punish the elders for their transgressions. Something they had done to his family that was unforgivable. But he had never really elaborated who his ancestors were and what his connection to Reikai was. Still, she understood the need for revenge. She had her own quest, her own reason for entering the spirit realm. And despite his egotistical attitude in his power, Ailia knew Ren would not fail in his task. We will not be beaten. We will succeed. She vowed mentally as she quickened her steps moving past the others to catch up with Ren.

She had come within a half stride when he asked in a voice full of controlled irritation,

"I suppose you want to ask me what's wrong as well?"

"Not really," Ailia replied, coming up beside Ren as she matched him stride for stride. "I'm merely curious what it is you have planned inside that devious mind of yours," She paused, casting a glance to her right before adding, "And what it is exactly we are doing in Makai."

Ren allowed himself a small smile. "What I have planned my dear Ailia has to do with acquiring mastery of my most powerful technique."

"And you couldn't do that at home?" Ailia asked, trying hard to understand her leader's logic.

Ren turned his gray eyes upon her. "The people I'm looking for will prove most useful when we begin our assault on the detectives."

"And just who is it you're looking for?"

Ren took a few seconds before answering. "Two shinobi who were part of Kurama's group during the Makai tournament and now reside within Yomi's territory. Demons who have mastery of elemental forces. Forces necessary for our plan." He replied enigmatically.

Ailia frowned. "If they are friends of Kurama, what makes you think you can recruit them?" She asked, puzzled as to why her leader would seek out men in league with their enemy.

Ren brought his gaze back in front of him, his voice full of a malicious intent that matched the gleam in his darkening orbs as he replied, "Who said anything about recruiting them."

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Mushinaka village.

A small farming community within the borders of Yomi's territory.

A place that prided itself on maintaining relatively peaceful relations with neighboring villages and all who lived within the area.

But now the peace that once ruled their simple life was broken.

Broken by a series of raids by rogue demon bands intent on taking their livestock, property and even their most prized possessions. Their daughters and mates. And many had perished trying to keep them safe from harm.

Unable to cope with the problem, the elder of Mushinaka had sent an urgent message to Yomi himself asking for assistance. And to his credit the territory leader promised to send them aid.

And now the elder waited impatiently at the edge of their village, watching the woods off in the distance for some sign that the mission had gone well.

"Elder Okudara!"

The elder let out a sigh, twisting his tall, lanky frame sideways as his annoyed violet eyes met the hopeful cobalt ones of a smaller, more compact man who rushed towards him. Okudara watched as the boy, for that was what he was in the elder's mind, skidded to a stop in front of him, sending a trail of dust in his wake, the yellow hued particles coming to settle down upon the youth's pale but excited features and contrasting with the nearly black clothing that adorned his lean body.

"Have you seen any sign of the shinobi yet?" The youth nearly shouted as he caught his breath.

Okudara let out another sigh as he reached up to brush off the dust that had settled upon the spiky silver locks that adorned his head. A look of restrained annoyance flashed upon his youthful features as he answered in as calm of a voice as he could manage. "Not yet, Yasuo. Just as I told you the last five times you asked me," He paused in his reply, dusting off the dirt from the dark blue outfit that signified his rank as head of Mushinaka village. "And just as I told you five times before, return to the village and wait. The shinobi will arrive soon enough."

"I know that sir," Yasuo said in mild embarrassment as he lowered his gaze to the ground. "It's just that father has been so worried about my sister Nilia's return and I ... I just want to see those shinobi up close. I've heard they were extremely powerful and ... well, I was wondering if I could learn to be just as strong as them."

Okudara allowed himself a small smile. Of course the boy would be impressed. What demon in his right mind wouldn't want to be strong like them. His smile fell suddenly, recalling his own wish that he had been stronger. Then perhaps my mate would not have been taken by those murderous bastards. He snarled mentally, wincing as a flaring pain erupted along his chest. Okudara had barely survived the attack from the Youkai pack two days ago. He had lost more than his mate. He had lost a good portion of his fellow demon farmers who had died or had been seriously injured trying to keep their loved ones from being kidnapped. Okudara reacted instinctively, reaching up to rub the bandaged area underneath his clothing, trying hard not to cry out in pain as he felt the wound tear open.

"Elder Okudara, are you all right?"

Okudara waved off the boy's question, lowering his arm back to his side as he straightened his frame and willed his features impassive. "I'm fine Yasuo." He answered. And when Midori is back by my side I will be better still. He added mentally, hoping his mate was indeed all right.

Yasuo nodded, a look of understanding crossing his handsome countenance as he studied Okudara only to have his eyes widen as he spied movement beyond the elder. "Elder look!" The youth shouted, pointing emphatically towards the woods.

Okudara whipped his head to the side, following the boy's motion, his eyes widening as well as he took in the sight before him.

There, still some distance ahead but instantly recognizable, were the shinobi sent to him by Yomi. His gazed shifted between the smaller built man with four green tinted bangs that stuck out beyond his left eye, contrasting with the combed back blue locks that adorned his head and his taller, more muscular companion with wild hair the color of blood. The smaller man's gaze was fixed straight ahead, his ice blue eyes displaying a seriousness and intelligence while his larger companion's cobalt tinged eyes contained a mischievous twinkle as his gaze danced merrily back and forth between the two women walking on either side of him.

Okudara looked on in mild curiosity as the taller shinobi began to laugh, snaking his arm around each woman's waist, drawing them closer and whispering into each of their ears that set the females into a series of giggles while the blue haired shinobi shook his head and let out a sigh. Curiosity instantly faded away as he spied the rest of the women trailing behind, their eyes lighting up in relief as they saw their leader just a short distance before them.

"Elder Okudara! Elder Okudara!" The women cried, rushing past the shinobi, one ahead of the rest.

Okudara gasped as he watched the woman with long honey colored hair and overjoyed acorn hued orbs run straight for him. He held his arms wide open, embracing the woman tightly, nearly crushing her as he pulled her close. "Midori. You're back. You're safe." He whispered, his voice a mixture of relief and love as pulled away from her. Reaching up he cupped her face and studied her features. "Did they hurt you, did they ... " He started then stopped, unable to put into the words the possibility that his mate had been touched or abused in any way.

"No. They didn't." Midori replied, shaking her head slightly as she met his gaze. "The shinobi rescued us before they could try anything."

Okudara turned his head sideways, watching as the two men slowly approached, his gaze shifting slightly as a young woman raced past them, her sapphire eyes bright as she cried out,

"Yasuo!"

The youth was drawing out of his awe. Leaning to the left of Okudara, his features lit up in recognition and joy at the dark haired girl who ran up to him.

"Nilia!" Yasuo cried, his limbs coming to life as he sprinted towards his sister, meeting her halfway before hugging her fiercely, a laugh escaping his throat at her safe return. After a few seconds, the boy shifted his gaze over to the shinobi who stopped in front of Okudara.

"Well this is a fine little reunion! Makes me a mite bit envious!" The red haired shinobi said with a silly grin as he studied the group before him.

Okudara focused his attention on the shinobi now before him. He reluctantly released his hold of his mate, drawing her to the side as he addressed the men who had saved his people. "I thank you Master Jin for bringing my people back to me. I am in your debt."

Jin waved away his words. "Nah. 'Twas nothing. Me and Touya here had quite a bit of fun messing up those nasty baddies, didn't we Touya?" He added, turning to face his companion who gave Jin a dark look.

"Contrary to what Jin says, I did not enjoy killing weakling demons though it is true they got what they deserved." Touya answered in a somber tone as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms. "Rogues must always be dealt with in a serious and timely manner before things get too out of hand."

Jin busted out in a toothy grin as he slapped his friend on the back with enough force the smaller man stumbled slightly forward. "Always looking on the bright side of things, that's what I like about you Touya." He said with a laugh.

Touya gave a growl of annoyance as he straightened his frame. Normally he didn't mind the wind master's more teasing nature. Except when I'm trying to act professional. He thought with a frown as he spoke. "I really wish you would refrain from hitting me."

Jin stopped his laugh though his features were still amused. "Now, Now, Touya. Don't go being a spoil sport. Ya need to relax," He paused, reaching up to rub his chin as a new thought came to his already devious mind. "Maybe if we find you a woman she could loosen you up a little ... "

Touya stared at his friend in shock, a splash of crimson upon his cheeks. Truth be told the master of ice had never been with a woman and though the thought both intrigued and frightened him, he hated being reminded of it. "Will you at least try to act serious for once!" He snapped, trying his best to cover up his embarrassment.

Jin just smiled. Touya was always harping about the need to act professional, especially in front of clients. And of course he knew the blue haired shinobi was inexperienced in matters of the fairer sex but the wind master just couldn't help but tease his friend. It's just too damn fun! "Nah. Acting serious is dangerous to my health. You'll never have any fun that way, says I."

Touya sighed heavily, the exasperation in his features and voice as he murmured, "Why me?"

Okudara watched the exchange between the two men, a perplexed expression upon his face. The two men were as different as night and day and on the surface it seemed as if they didn't get along at all. But the elder also knew that the two shinobi before him worked well as a team. Yomi himself had told him as much in their correspondence. Must be some shinobi kind of thing. He thought. "I don't mean to interrupt your conversation, but I would be honored if you would stay with us. At least to share a meal."

Jin seemed to perk up to the idea. "That sounds like a right fancy idea. I could use a little something to fill my belly right about now." He paused, shifting his blue orbs over to Touya. "What do you say?"

Touya's features relaxed, glad to have a change of subject. "That sounds fine." He replied, a small smile gracing his handsome face as he nodded.

Okudara smiled back. "Excellent. Follow me then." He said, turning around. He led the group back into the village, Midori close by his side and the shinobi in tow a few feet behind them.

Jin and Touya partook in the food and wine to be had before accepting their payment.

"Thank you for the food. It was most delicious." Touya said, tucking the bag of money inside his belt. He gave a slight bow to Okudara who repeated the gesture.

"Thank you for your help. We couldn't have done it with out your aid." The elder replied, straightening his frame.

Touya was about to speak when Jin's boisterous voice boomed behind him. The ice master turned around, cocking an eyebrow as he witnessed his friend talking rather animatedly to the two women he had rescued earlier.

"Of course I'd love to stay the night with you lasses, seeing as you're still feeling a wee bit frightened after all that's happened and such ... " Jin started then stopped, noting the warning expression Touya threw at him.

"I'm afraid there are more pressing matters that need attending to. We cannot linger any longer." Touya said as calmly as he could. "Isn't that right Jin?" He added in a deceptively even voice though the red haired shinobi knew better.

Jin let out a sad sigh. Well there goes my fun for the night. He focused his gaze back upon the two women in front of him, his features apologetic as he spoke. "Sorry about that ladies, it's been a whollop of a time, but my friend and I need to be off." But that doesn't mean I can't get a little something out of this deal. He thought, a devilish expression flashing across his handsome features as he instantly closed the small gap between him and the dark haired woman to his left, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against him. Jin leaned forward, kissing the surprised girl full on the lips before repeating the process with the blond haired woman to his right. A smirk made it's way upon his face as he noticed the euphoric expression each woman exhibited as they stared at him. "Something to remember me by." He said in a playful tone, giving them a wink before turning and following Touya out of town, whistling all the while, his ears ringing with the sound of the villagers bidding them farewell even after they had disappeared into the forest.

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"Can I ask you something Jin?" Touya inquired as he strolled to the right of the red haired shinobi, the first words either man had spoken in over a half an hour.

"Aye, what is it that's bothering ya Touya?" Jin asked, shifting his blue orbs in the direction of his friend. "You didn't up and get all sweet over one of my girls did ya?" He asked, his voice teasing then turning into a laugh as Touya countered dryly,

"Must everything revolve around your infatuation with women?"

"Well women are one of my favorite things. That and fighting of course." Jin answered with a grin.

Touya sighed heavily then shook his head. "Forget it. I don't feel like talking anymore anyway."

The grin quickly fell from the wind master's face. As much as he loved to tease his friend, Jin knew something was troubling Touya. "Now laddie, don't be getting depressed over the fact of me teasing ya. I meant it in good fun, really. Tell me what's bothering you? I promise I'll be serious." He said, his features growing somber and intent as he studied the blue haired shinobi.

Touya snorted as he looked away. "There's a first."

Jin was unaffected by the younger man's snippety comment. "Come on Touya. Tell me your problem and maybe I can help."

The ice master drew in a breath then let it out slowly. "It's not really a personal problem Jin," Touya began, his ice blue eyes scanning the darkening wood surrounding them as the continued to walk down the gravel path beneath their sandeled feet. "It's more of a presence I sense than anything else."

"Presence?" Jin murmured, his interest instantly piqued. His blue eyes scanned the surrounding trees, his ears twitching and growing at the thought of danger. Above all else, Jin loved to fight. Loved to test his strength against others. And if some nasty demon wants to challenge me, who am I to deny them? "As in someone or something following us?"

Touya nodded, shifting his gaze over to the master of wind. "Indeed my friend. We are being followed. Someone or something is watching us as we speak." His features remained calm though the thrill of an impending fight coursed through his veins. "Can you not sense it as well?"

Jin frowned. "Now you know I don't do as well sensing power levels as you do Touya." He replied in a slightly chastising voice before asking, "Can ya tell how strong they are?"

Touya closed his eyes and concentrated. Nothing came to him. The power had been brief and fleeting, strong in intensity but confusing in it's origins. As if they want us to know they're here but without allowing us the chance to locate them. The ice master intensified his focus only to suddenly drop to his knees as a stabbing pain ripped through his mind.

Jin watched his friend drop to the ground, features instantly morphing into concern as he crouched down beside him. "Touya what the hell is the matter?!" He shouted, reaching out to shake the youth's left shoulder.

The blue haired shinobi paid no attention to Jin's cry of concern as he clasped his head, clenching his teeth as he struggled to expel the intruder from his mind. GET OUT OF MY HEAD! He snarled mentally.

Unaware at what was going on, the wind master continued to shake Touya. "Come on laddie, snap out of it! Tell me what's going on!"

A sudden burst of wind swept through, causing goose bumps to erupt along the exposed flesh of the red haired shinobi who bolted instantly to his feet. "There's an evil upon this wind. And a powerful one too." Jin murmured, feeling at last what Touya had sensed earlier. Never in his life had the shinobi sensed such varying types of spiritual energy. Part human and part demon. And unless I'm mistaken, I sense ... Jin's eyes widened. But .. That's impossible! Reikai energy?! It can't be!

"But it is."

Jin's head snapped to his right, his features hardening at the sound of the voice that traveled upon the wind. He could tell it was a man but where he was eluded the wind master. Using his power, Jin commanded the wind to die out, the dirt settling back upon the ground while the leaves shaking violently within the thick boughs of the trees surrounding them instantly grew still, rendered silent by the force of Jin's energy. "Who are you? Show yourself!" The red head shouted, concentrating his gaze directly ahead of him.

A sudden laugh erupted from behind, slow and malicious in tone, becoming more maniacal as the seconds wore on.

A confused look took hold of the wind master's face. I know that voice. He turned around slowly, his gaze falling upon Touya who stood with his back to him. Jin stared at the rise and fall of the ice master's shoulders, the motion confirming what his ears had heard. But what the hell is he laughing about? "Touya?" He murmured in concern. "What's wrong?"

Touya's shoulders relaxed, a small intake and exhale of air was heard. "Why nothing at all Jin," The ice master began. "In fact you might say I've never been better." He added, turning slowly around to face the red haired shinobi.

A gasp crawled out from Jin's throat. The once vibrant and calm eyes that marked Touya's character were dull and full of malicious intent. "What the hell?" He whispered, a dark look upon his features as he studied the change in his friend's demeanor. "What's happened to you Touya? What did they do to you?"

"Allow me to show you." Touya replied, an evil smile upon his lips. Clenching his fists, the ice master crooked his forearms to his sides. An immense burst of cold air swept in a circle around him, shooting outward at a speed beyond measure and slamming into Jin who shivered violently from the sudden onslaught.

"Bloody hell that's cold!" Jin cried, his teeth clattering as he wrapped his arms around his mostly exposed chest. That's the last time I travel without a shirt!

Touya laughed at Jin's discomfort. "Cold are we?" He asked, his features patronizing as he began to walk towards the wind master. "But then you should have expected me to erect an ice barrier to prevent your escape."

"What?" Jin murmured, tearing his gaze away from Touya to study his surroundings, his eyes widening as he noticed a nearly transparent barrier surrounding them. He brought his eyes back upon the still advancing Touya. His features were unafraid though in his mind he was still confused about his friend's actions. "I can't say I know what's going on with ya Touya but what ever it is, ya got to snap out of it!"

Touya's features softened briefly, the light returning to his eyes as his gaze met Jin's. His lips began to move as he stammered , "Jin ... Help .. me ... Please .. They've ... Taken .. Control of my ... " The ice master's voice faltered, the light leaving his eyes once again only to be replaced by the same wickedness that now filled his blue orbs. "I'm afraid Touya can't come out to play right now so you'll have to deal with me." He replied. Raising his right hand, Touya held it just below his lips as if preparing to blow Jin a kiss. "Shards of Winter." He murmured, an icy blast escaping his lips. Several bits of ice formed in the shape of dagger blades before him, rocketing straight towards Jin.

The wind master quickly relaxed his arms, a whirl wind of air circulating around him like a tornado, absorbing the shards and tossing them upward along the column of air. The whirlwind dissipated, revealing an unharmed Jin. The wind master fixed his gaze upon his friend, his features unamused as he replayed Touya's last statement before his attack. So they have you under their control do they? Well not for long! He vowed silently as he shifted his gaze beyond the ice master towards the darkened woods behind him. "Well it certainly takes a cowardly bastard to make others do the dirty work for them! Let my friend go!"

Touya laughed. "But this is so much more entertaining don't you think?" He taunted, a sardonic smile twisting upon his lips as he raise his hand once again, this time holding it in front of him. "Let's see you deflect this!"

Jin brought his attention back upon the blue haired shinobi, his eyes widened slightly at the ominous blue aura surrounding the ice master's hand. I've seen this once before. He thought with slight trepidation. He's powering up for his Arctic Blast attack. If I get hit with that I'll be frozen like a popsicle. His features tightened in realization. I have to stop this. I can't let him be used by the likes of those faceless bastards! But I don't want to hurt him. He countered. Especially when he can't help but attack me. His features took on a determined look as he made another attempt to break through to Touya's true self once again. "Touya stop this! You've got to fight 'em. Don't give into their power! You're stronger then them! Fight it!"

Touya merely grinned in response. "I thought I told you, Jin. Touya's not here right now!" He shouted, unleashing a massive blast of air that glowed a brilliant shade of blue.

Jin reacted instantly, rocketing upward, aided by the wind he enacted below him only to let out a cry of pain as his head smacked into something solid. "Dammit that hurts!" He growled, wincing in pain as he reached up to rub the now baseball size lump upon his crown. He tilted his head back, studying the barrier above his head with troubled eyes. Never before had Touya had the ability to enact a complete barrier. As strong as he was, the ice master could never harness enough energy to both fight and maintain a shield from above. That means whoever took control of Touya's mind is adding to his power and knows my abilities well. Jin thought with a frown as he tilted his gaze downward where Touya stood.

Touya regarded Jin with disdain, a superior grin upon his lips as he spoke, "Foolish shinobi. Did you really think I'd allow you the ability to get away from me? Why don't you make it easy on yourself and surrender." He added before rising slowly upward towards a utterly surprised Jin.

When the hell did he learn how to fly?! The red headed shinobi cried inwardly, his posture becoming defensive as Touya continued to approach. Jin's mind scrambled to come up with a way to both save his friend and get to the ones who had pitted them against one another. I've got to get rid of this barrier. He thought, his features tightening as he realized what he had to do. The only way to do that is to either knock Touya out or kill him. He paused in his thoughts, studying his friend with furrowed brows. And they know I won't kill him. But, he added as a crafty smile tugged at his lips. If I knock him unconscious, they'll no longer have control over him and I can deal with them one on one. "Who said anything about running away?" Jin replied. The wind master lifted his right arm to the side, holding it level to his shoulder. He began a series of rapid circling motions until at last a small vortex of air surrounded his forearm. Jin repeated the motion with his left arm.

Touya watched Jin power up one of his most potent attacks as he stopped his ascent. "So you've finally shown your true colors wind master," He said with a sneer, eyeing Jin contemptuously. "Choosing self preservation above friendship. As any demon should." He added, holding his arms open, leaving himself vulnerable to attack. "So why don't you show me the power of your tornado fists."

"Gladly!" Jin replied, holding his fists out in front of him as he rocketed downward.

Touya smirked as if to welcome the blows that would at the least seriously injure him only to gasp in shock as Jin pulled back at the last second.

"Gotcha!" Jin cried as he kicked upward with is right leg at lightning speed, aided by his power of the wind.

Touya's eyes widened as Jin's foot smashed into the bottom of the ice master's chin. His head snapped backwards, the force of the blow sending him rocketing upwards and into the barrier above. He slammed into the ice, his compact frame bouncing off then rocketing downward and into the frozen ground below with enough force to crack it open.

Jin slowly floated downward, willing the mini tornados around his fists to dissipate as he landed on the icy surface below. His posture remained wary as he advanced upon the unmoving ice master. A disappointed look made its way across his face as the master of wind noticed the barrier was still intact,a sigh escaping from his lips as Touya began to move.

The ice master pressed his palms upon the ground as he pushed his body up, bringing his knees forward before struggling to rise to his feet. Touya winced in pain, pursing his lips before spitting out a glob of blood to the side. He reached up to wipe away the crimson fluid that flowed out the side of his mouth, fixing a hard stare upon the red headed shinobi. "Why didn't you finish him off?" The one in control of Touya asked.

Jin shook his head, looking upon the ice master with pity. "I don't want to kill him. Just the one controlling him." He answered before fixing a stare as cold as the ice that surrounded them. "So I will ask you one last time to release him."

Touya laughed. "Oh, I'll release him alright. After you're dead!" He shouted, rushing forward.

A direct assault is it? Jin thought as he jumped up and over Touya, smirking as the ice master went sliding along the ice only to let out a cry of surprise when he landed, his feet swept out from under him due to the slippery surface below. He landed unceremoniously on his butt, wincing as his tailbone smacked into the ice. The wind master had no time to recover as Touya whirled around and came at him again. Using his wind, Jin propelled himself backwards, sliding across the ice and out of Touya's reach before sweeping himself into the air.

Touya lowered his head and crouched down, resting his palms upon the ice.

Jin stopped his ascent, a puzzled expression upon his face as he settled his gaze upon the still form of Touya. What's he up to now? The wind master wondered, frowning as he felt a strange surge of energy.

Instantly, Touya shot upward at a speed much faster than before, closing the distance between them in a matter of seconds.

Jin's eyes widened in alarm as a blade of ice shot out and around Touya's right hand.

"Farewell wind master!" The blue haired shinobi shouted, making a thrusting move aimed for Jin's midsection.

Jin let out a cry of surprise, reeling sideways and to the ice master's left, barely missing being impaled by Touya's ice sword.

The two shinobi's eyes met and held. For the briefest of seconds, Jin saw a flash of life within his friend's eyes only to fade, as look of control returned to his handsome face. "Gotcha." He murmured coldly, a triumphant smile marking his features.

Jin stared at him in confusion only to gasp as a searing pain erupted from his back then his chest as a series of ice shards shot through his body, blood spurting from the numerous wounds inflicted. His face contorted in agony as looked down at his ruined chest. Time seemed to stand still as the wind master brought his gaze upright, watching with shocked eyes as the shards continued onward, slamming into Touya, a stream of crimson fluid filling the air as they ripped through the ice master's flesh and muscle and then burst through his back, the now reddened shards slamming into the far barrier wall and smashing into a thousand pieces.

Jin's vision blurred, consciousness beginning to leave him but not before he saw the light return to Touya's eyes.

"J .. in ..?" The ice master stammered, blood erupting from his mouth as he stared at the red headed shinobi in shock and regret. "I'm ... sorry." He croaked, his eyelids falling heavy as he fell backwards, his body pummeling downward before landing on the icy ground with a sickening thud.

Jin shook his head, fighting to maintain alertfulness. But the wounds inflicted upon his body proved to be too much as the wind master lost control of his power, the wind dissipating, his body falling like a stone into the forest floor, his back smacking forcefully into the ground, shattering the ice upon impact.

The barrier evaporated, the forest returning to normal once more.

Jin gasped then coughed, blood spewing out from his mouth. His life fluid leaked slowly from each hole upon his flesh, staining the ground red beneath him, his now normal sized ears twitching slightly as he picked up the sound of approaching footsteps. He tried to rise, his body shaking from the effort only to be slammed back into the ground by a black boot. "Ahh!" He cried, clenching his eyes shut at the sharp pain that radiated within the entirety of his torso.

"How does it feel to have your life slowly drain away master of wind?" A masculine voice whispered. "Does it hurt?"

Jin forced an eye open, his blurry vision clearing enough to find a pair of malevolent gray eyes staring down at him. He studied the pale, seemingly innocent features in confusion. "Who ... are ... you ..? " He croaked, his breathing erratic and wheezy, gritting his teeth at the continuous burning sensation within his starved lungs.

The dark haired man gave Jin a condescending smile. "One who has been denied my rightful place for far too long." He answered, removing his boot from the shinobi's chest before crouching down and resting his right hand above Jin's forehead.

What's he doing? Jin wondered, only to let out a scream of agony as the man clamped his hand down. The red head felt his energy drain away, the darkness claiming him until the pain was no more.

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Well there you go. Another chapter down. I know this was K and B light but I felt the need to fit in some different scenarios. I hope you all enjoyed it. I now I promised I would have this for you a week ago but you see I've had a rather bad string of luck the past two weeks. Not only did I get a nasty bite that made it difficult to walk but I broke the fourth toe on my left foot. The same side as the bite! I also was stung by a hornet in the right index finger and smacked in the back of the head by a window that came unhinged when I was putting up a screen. If that wasn't bad enough, I was diagnosed with TMJ and put on muscle relaxants. My doctor said it was most likely temporary and due to stress (which I've had plenty of this past two weeks believe me.) Hopefully he's right because having my jaw in constant throbbing pain is not something I prefer to live with thank you very much!

Anyway, I hope everyone liked having Jin and Touya come into play. At least for this chapter. If your wondering whether they lived or died, you're going to have to review. If you don't really care, please review anyway because I really want to know what people thought. And if anyone wants to guess what Ren's ultimate technique is be my guest. The winner will receive something from me. What that is I don't know just yet. Most likely a short story of their design, featuring Kurama and Botan of course!

And now I'm going to do something a little different. It's a synopsis of the upcoming chapter using one of the characters just like they do in the show. So here it goes!

Kuwabara the man reporting in with some news on the next installment to this story. Well, the guys and I have gone up to pay a little visit to Koenma and boy is he one cranky little toddler! Seems that bite mark Kurama gave Botan could bring about her death. And it turns out that pacifier breath has some bad news that upsets Botan and sends the rest of us reeling. And that's not all. Turns out that freak called Ren has attacked two of our old friends. But why the hell did he go after them and what exactly is his relationship with the spirit world. Tune in next time for Chapter 30-- A Truth Long Hidden.

Well. Okay. So it was a little weird but I felt like doing it. Till next time!