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I Trust You
"I can't believe they haven't worked it out yet," Kisshu grins, his arms around her shoulder.
"Hmm, I never thought they'd overlook such a simple strategy," Zakuro replies, leaning back into him.
The small clear orb on the table in front of them clearly shows the distressed Mews and Cyniclons argue over whose fault it is. None of them noticing Masha's eyes glowing red and recording everything they're saying. Kisshu laughs at as Minto grabs Masha and still no one notices. He kisses Zakuro's hair.
"This is great!" he laughs. "We're together, we're winning and we haven't been found. I can't think of anything better."
"Thanks," Zakuro smiles. "I'm glad that I came with you."
Author's Note: I'm so sorry that it's so short and I'm keeping you waiting for very little. Thanks to kisshufan4ever for continually reviewing and mew-serene for pointing out that I may have made some mistakes with my grammar; I'll look into that tomorrow.