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 During breakfast, Professor McGonagall recieved an owl. As she read her letter, a fleeting expression of worry passed over her face, piquing Kurama's curiosity. She leaned over, murmured something to Genkai, and finished her breakfast. Then the two teachers left.

Kurama casually stood and left as well.

He found the two slightly down the hall, and slid into a nook just within earshot.

"They aren't Auror trainees, Genkai, they're children. They aren't eager to suffer for their education, particularly not on weekends. Weekend lie-ins are very nearly sacred to them, and they'll do just about anything to avoid being disturbed."

Genkai folded her arms and glared upwards. "They *have* Saturdays off. Coddling them just makes them lose respect for you."

McGonagall glared right back down. "Perhaps, Professor Genkai, that is how it is done in Japan, but you have accepted a teaching position in the *Western* Hemisphere, in case you hadn't noticed. These students did not come here under the impression that they would be forced into Eastern style schooling on the whim of an eccentric teacher, who, if the recent pattern holds true, will not even be returning next year!"

Genkai sputtered, and finally said, "What I do with Yuusuke is my business, and his. He agreed to the training."

"That is well and good," McGonagall sniffed. "*But*, you will wake him and take him out for training *quietly*. You will *not* wake the other students in his dormitory, nor will you engage in further random distruction of school property. Mr. Uremeshi may have agreed to your training, but I *assure* you that Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Thomas, Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Finnigan have *not*. Nor have I seen Mr. Jaganshi or Mr. Kuwabara joining you. Quite frankly, Professor, there is only one of Mr. Uremeshi, and there are seven of his roommates."

"I was asked here to train these children in defending themselves," Genkai reasoned.

"Of course you were," McGonagall replied smoothly. "And you did it so well that five of them, including *Harry Potter*, begged one of our alumni to send them enchanted earplugs to sleep in!" Genkai rocked back on her heels, eyes wide with shock. Kurama was stunned as well-- having Harry Potter and all of his roommates unable to hear if someone entered their room during the night was a dangerous liability. McGonagall continued more quietly, "I am given to understand that it took Mr. Kuwabara physically *shaking* them to wake them up, since they couldn't hear a *bloody* *thing*."

Genkai opened her mouth. McGonagall raised a hand and forestalled her. "My point, Professor Genkai," she said calmly, "Is that if I hear of you disturbing the sleep of any of those children for anything less than a full-scale emergency, I *will* transfigure you into a plaid tea cozy. And then, I will inform the portrait of the Fat Lady that you are not to be let into Gryffindor Tower, no matter *what* teacher's password you give. I hope we understand each other."

"Perfectly, Professor."

"Excellent, Professor."

McGonagall turned and swept away. A moment passed before Genkai turned her head. "I know you're there, Kurama. I suppose you're quite amused."

"Well... yes." Why lie? It wasn't every day he got to see someone take Genkai down a peg.

"Don't be." Genkai's eyes gleamed with a hint of amusement. "This is a bit of a culture clash. It's going to be just as much your problem soon enough."

Kurama's smile didn't fade. "Only if I hadn't taken their sensibilities into account when I began my own planning."

Genkai snorted and stalked off, and Kurama headed outside.

This is a good day.

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