Disclaimer: I STILL do not own anything, except the plot, the idea for the "Fire Gun," which comes in later, and Kirana and Sakana.

~*~ The next morning ~*~

When Kirana woke up, she found that one of Sakana's arms was snaked around her waist, as if protecting her. (Okay, get your heads out of the gutter for those of you that think this is a Yuri story, It's not. They're just really good friends. They have known each other for years and Sakana was used to being over-protective of Kirana. Got that??) Kirana smiled and gently slipped out of Sakana's embrace. She walked over to the door and was about to open it when two arms snaked around her waist.

"And just where do you think you're going, Kit?" Yoko asked, standing right behind Kirana and speaking in one of her sensitive ears, causing her to shiver slightly.

"My name is NOT Kit!" Kirana growled at him. "And where I was going is none of your concern."

"Oh, really?" Yoko asked, still bending slightly over Kirana. "I would think that anything that went on in my den would be my concern."

"Listen, fox. I appreciate the fact that you helped me last night and all that, but I can take care of myself and I don't need you to protect me. I have Sakana for that," Kirana said, glaring at Yoko as best she could.

"Well, you're going to have to live with it, because I can do whatever I want here," Yoko purred into Kirana's ear.

"What the hell do you mean by that, Yoko Kurama?" Kirana asked, turning around fully. Bad move.

"I mean that I can do anything. Like this, for example," Yoko said before leaning in and kissing Kirana on the lips.

Kirana's eyes widened. 'Is it just me, or am I being KISSED by the king of thieves??' Kirana thought to herself.

At that moment, Sakana woke up and saw Yoko kissing Kirana, who was trapped and couldn't have accessed her spirit energy anyway. She ran over and pulled Kirana away from Yoko, glaring daggers at him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing, Yoko?!" Sakana asked, yelling at him. Kirana still wasn't really responding to anything.

"I don't have to explain to you. Get Kit to explain," Yoko said carelessly. He walked out the door and closed it behind him with a snap.

"Kir? Kir? Oh, come one, Kir! You have to respond to SOMETHING!!" Sakana said, getting desperate.

Finally, Kirana sat up and glared at the wall in front of her. "Where is that kiisama who kissed me??!!" Kirana asked, death gleaming in her eyes.

"Umm...Check the living room or the kitchen. He didn't bother to tell me. Just go look for him and give him a slap for me," Sakana said, grinning.

Kirana nodded and walked out of the room. She went into the kitchen and found Yoko and Kuronue talking. She walked right up to Yoko and.....

*SLAP!!* Yoko and Kuronue stared at Kirana in shock. "That's for Sak. And this one is for me!!" Kirana yelled, slapping Yoko one more time before storming off, glaring over her shoulder at him.

"Wow. That girl has some nerve," Kuronue said to Yoko, who was still staring off into space. "Yoko? Yoko! YOKO!!" Kuronue hit Yoko over the head and ducked from the retaliating swing.

"Shut up, Kuronue. Just shut up," Yoko said, a little sore about being struck down by a girl. Kuronue nodded sympathy. He walked out of the room and went over to Yoko's room to talk to the girls.

"So, Kirana, did you get 'im??" Sakana asked eagerly. Kirana nodded and plopped down on the floor next to her.

At that moment, Kuronue entered the room. "So, what was up with that slap, Kir?" he asked, looking at Kirana. She growled at the use of her nickname, but wiped it aside.

"I don't want to tell you, bat. So just let the subject drop, okay?" Kirana said, thoroughly angered.

Kuronue brought up his hands in a way that said, 'I'm not doing anything!' "So, Sakana, what did Yoko do to get her that angry?" Kuronue asked, looking at Sakana instead.

"He did something forbidden, even for a thief. He fell in love with his captive," Sakana said, turning away from him and looking worriedly at Kirana.

It took Kuronue a few moments to get what she said. His eyes widened and he nodded, walking out of the room.