BMK: Sorry, this is taking so long to write, but I had midterms last week, so I was studying for my life. And if you care I passed.

Buried Secrets

Summary: Kori's a murderer who works alone, but when Yoko saves her life, she joins him and the band of thieves. But she never expected to be thrown into thier world as just "one of the guys" and they never expected to see a wild kitsune who will change everything. Most of all, they never meant to fall in love. "It's funny how they fight and argue now. But you can see them years from now being mates."

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Chapter Four: Dinner and a Hiest

Naito led Kori to the hall. Demons were all over, sitting on chairs, at the table, the floor, on the table; others standing, some even leaning.

"I'm guessing you people aren't very organized," Kori stated.

"Don't forget you're one of us, Kori," Naito replied, smiling as she growled slightly.

"I resent that."

Naito just chuckled. He looked back at her and watched as she studied everything; every inch of the room, every person. She would make a great theif, if she put everything into it.

Yoko appeared behind her, but she didn't seem to register his prescence, until he laid a hand on her back. "EPPP!" Kori let out, for the second time in an hour, whipping arournd to kick the offender, but Naito grabbed her around the waist preventing her from doing such, lifting her a foot off the ground in the process.

"Didn't think I would surprise you like that, Kit," Yoko stated, watching Kori's eyes as they went from a split second panic to a pissed off expresion, even picking up a growl.

"It's Kori, damnit. Kori, not Kit. Get it through your head," she snapped. She had been caught off guard for the second time that day, Naito was holding her a foot of the ground, everyone was staring, and they were touching her! No one touched her!

"I think someone's a little worked up," Naito muttered. "I did the same thing earlier." He placed Kori on the ground and let go of her.

"You alright?" Yoko asked. She blinked up at him.

"I'm fine," she growled. "What the hell are all you staring at!" Every demon's head snapped away and continued eating.

"Just take a seat," Yoko replied. As she did, Yoko sat across from her next to Kuronue and Naito sat next to Kori.

"You can take something to eat, Kori," Naito said, gently.

Kori eyed the food set on the table and then snorted, "I'd rather not."

"So how was Kit?" Yoko asked.

"It's Kori," she snapped.

"Kori or Kit, whatever the hell she is known as is good," Kuronue stated. Yoko and Naito blinked at him. "What? Alright, but don't get an inflated ego, Kori: she's great. She's very precise, very observant, agile, acrobatic, clever, quick on her feet. You're gonna have to train her with her plants, Yoko. But..."

"There's a problem?" Yoko asked, then looked at Kori, who had finally given in to eating a roll, as she looked up at him. She shrugged as if to say, well you know I can't be perfect. "What is it?"

"She's only that wat when she wants to be. Otherwise, she's careless. Doesn't even care if she gets injured," Kuronue stated. "Not the best quality for a thief."

"I didn't want to be a thief in the first place!" Kori/Kit snapped.

"Yes, but did you agree to it," Yoko replied. Kori's only response was glaring daggers at him.

"Why don't you try her out?" Naito suggested. All three of them looked up- Yoko, Kuro, and Kori- and stared at him. "I mean, give her one man, or in your case, Kori, one woman theft. See for yourself if she can do it and what she can do, follow but don't help."

"Thats a good idea."

Two Weeks Later...

"So, Yoko, I've been meaning to ask you," Kori started, buckling her second belt around the skirt pant combination. (AN: You know: her skirt is slitted to her thighs so she can run). Kuronue had went ahead to meet them there, and Naito was walking a few steps behind. Mostly so Yoko could ask Naito later what Naito had inturpreted from Kori's words and actions.

"What is it, Kori?" Yoko asked. Yes, he had like the idea at dinner two weeks ago, but now? Hahaha, shoot me now.

"Well, how come you wear white?" Kori asked, and when Yoko glanced over at her, Kori elaborated. "I mean, you can see white clearly during the night. So why wear it?"

Yoko looked at her, amazed. This was the first time they were having a normal conversation, no yelling, screaming, trying to kill each other. "I don't know," Yoko replied. "I guess, I like them knowing who's been there."

Kori smirked, showing fangs, "Like showing them who's in charge, do ya?"

Yoko snorted and shook his head. He watched for a second, as Kori pulled on her fingerless gloves, before asking, "Are you nervous?"

"Do I look nervous to you?" Kori asked, but before Yoko could reply, Kori started again. "I have done this before. You do need to eat. I needed money for food; you don't really think I cooked. The most I ever did was fish and you can get tired off that after a while."

Yoko nodded. He did know how it was, he had lived it- if it hadn't been for Naito, Yoko knew he wouldn't be here today, talking to the kitsune. He looked back at Naito, who offered a comforting smile, knowing exactley what Yoko was thinking.

"How long have you been on your own?" Naito asked.

"Since I was seven," Kori replied, looking down. "The first few years seemed to mingle together and then... Well, this may sound weird, but I started killing and it felt... great, fantastic. I was in charge of something, I definetly wasn't in charge of my own life. Didn't know what the hell I was doing half the time." She paused, looking back at Naito for a second then to Yoko. "But you know, I only killed those who came after me and I never forget those who were killed by accident. The children who get in the way, the lovers who try to protect each other, all the stupid people who stand in the way and think they did good. And they did. Because they had protected something they had in their life, what they lived for, the thing that mattered most. Something I could never found. Thats why I was the way you found me. You start to give up on life when you have nothing left; you lose part of yourself."

Yoko blinked back at Naito, whose eyes were as wide as saucers. Well she was very expressive at the moment.

Kori gave a small smirk when she looked over at Yoko, who looked at her with a surprised look. "What?" she asked.

"I just didn't know, well, I didn't think you had that side to you, you know, sad," Yoko stated.

Kori snorted, "You mistake my words. I pity them in a way, I hate them for what they have, but I am not sad. It was their own fault for getting in the way. I do not cry at all."

"Well, its about time," Kuronue stated, as he watched the three kitsunes approach.

Kori ignored him and stared at the stone building. She would need to jump up to the first window that would let her in, and that was about three stories up. It's a trap.

But that isn't it...

Kori walked right past them and knocked on the one of the stones above her head. Yep, hollow. Just as she thought. She pulled it out and put it on the ground, and using her long arms pulled herself in and through.

"You'd better go after her," Naito commented.

"Inari, does that woman ever wait a second," Yoko snapped, following her.

Kori looked behind her, sensing Yoko's energy. "I thought I told you.."

"Yeah. You did, but I want to see just what you're capable of," Yoko retorted.

Kori snorted, and then pulled something up and tossed it aside. She dissappeared into a a whole, and Yoko watched as she landed graefully on the ground. She had broken into the vault in seconds, and came back out, smirking.

"Alright. You're good," Yoko stated.